Better the fragrant herb of wit and a little cream of affability than all the pretty cups in the world.
Hate is a bottomless cup; I will pour and pour
We may anticipate bliss, but who ever drank of that enchanted cup unalloved?
Green grass, green grandstands, green concession stalls, green paper cups, green folding chairs and visors for sale, green and white ropes, green-topped Georgia pines. If justice were poetic, Hubert Green would win it every year.
The cup of joy is heaviest when empty.
I'll be out having a good time and stick my gum on the side of my cup - I know, it's a horrible habit - and people will steal the cup.
It is the duty of all papas and mammas to forbid their children to drink coffee, unless they wish to have little dried-up machines, stunted and old at the age of twenty. . . once saw a man in London, in Leicester Square, who had been crippled by immoderate indulgence in coffee; he was no longer in any pain, having grown accustomed to his condition, and had cut himself down to five or six cups a day.
No person, possession, profession, or position ever fills the cup of a wounded, empty heart. It's an emptiness only God can fill.
Starbucks represents something beyond a cup of coffee.
I didn't have a cup of coffee until I was 27.
As leaders, we are never responsible for filling anyone else's cup. Our responsibility is to empty ours.
LA doesn't have the heart of a paper cup.
I never liked living in Montreal. And I don't really like the music scene there. It was never my cup of tea, and I never felt like I ever fit in.
For five days, I had no sleep. None. I did not sleep. And the last day, the reason I lasted, I drank 20 Red Bulls, about 20 cups of coffee. I could not function.
My little cup brims with tiddles.
The world could bring you poison in a jewelled cup, or surprising gifts. Sometimes you didn't know which of them it was.
They're drinkin' home brew from a wooden cup. The folks were dancin' there got all shook up.
The cup has to be left clean and empty for the divine liquor to be poured into it.
On the delivery plate of the Nutri-Matic Drink Synthesizer was a small tray, on which say three bone china cups and saucers, a bone china jug of milk, a silver teapot full of the best tea Arthur had ever tasted and a small printed note saying "Wait.
I can't root for Jimmie Johnson to win the Nextel Cup bc of all of his Super Bowl wins.