Beverage Choice Quotes

I don't drink coffee.

I try to drink a bottle of water a day, and I love Kiwi Strawberry Snapple.

My father did not drink beer. He said he didn't like the taste, and I was prepared to accept that I wouldn't like the taste either. So I stuck to bottled cider.

Father says hot water can be as stimulating as an alcoholic drink and though I never come by one...I can well believe it.

I believe that water is the only drink for a wise man: wine is not so noble a liquor; and think of dashing the hopes of a morningwith a cup of warm coffee, or of an evening with a dish of tea! Ah, how low I fall when I am tempted by them! Even music may be intoxicating. Such apparently slight causes destroyed Greece and Rome, and will destroy England and America.

That's all I drink is Vitamin Water.

I like diner coffee.

Mmm. O positive, my favorite.” “Is it? I thought it was a cabernet sauvignon.” “So it is,” said Adrian, straight-faced. “My mistake.

I've never drunk coffee. I'm convinced it has something to do with why my skin is good. I have either mint, green or black tea.

I don't think I'm capable of writing without caffeine. And most of the time, that caffeine comes from iced tea.

I am going to have a cup of tea, like any good Englishman.

I really like milk. I'm a dairy queen.

I drink water. I don't drink any caffeine drinks. I stay away from all the sweet drinks and drink water as much as possible.

I'm a big root beer guy.

Never had a cup of coffee in my life. Dr Pepper is my caffeine delivery system of choice.

I like my cheese, I like my milk in my coffee, and nobody's gonna tell me any different.

I need a coffee, I'm a cold coffee guy. That's how I do.

I'm actually like a hole-in-the-wall coffee shop kind of guy. So I love the local shops that are kind of like one-off chains in Los Angeles, and I usually get a soy flat white.

I'm a whiskey drinker, but Cesaro is a coffee drinker.

I believe that water is the only drink for a wise man.

Coffee or orange juice?” “Water is fine.” His eyebrows went up. “Uh-oh,” Auriele said, but she was smiling. Darryl was not. “Are you implying that my coffee is not the best in four counties? Or my fresh-squeezed orange juice is less than perfect?

But indeed I would rather have nothing but tea.

Which are you drinking? The water or the wave?

I followed him through the halls of the enormous church until we got to the staff's kitchen. He went to the fridge, opened it, and came out with a bottle of bourbon. He poured some into a coffee cup, drank it down, and poured some more. He offered me the bottle. No, thanks. Aren't you supposed to drink vodka? Aren't you supposed to wear a pointy hat and ride on a flying broomstick? Touche, I said.

I never drink... wine.