Tea is the beverage of musing, the wistful pleasure of a far-off summer day.
Tea ... is a religion of the art of life.
Would you like an adventure now, or shall we have our tea first?
Surely a pretty woman never looks prettier than when making tea.
Tea is the elixir of life.
Tea is drunk to forget the din of the world.
Tea is to the body as music is to the soul.
Tea is the finest solution to nearly every catastrophe and conundrum that the day may bring.
Tea! Bless ordinary everyday afternoon tea!
Tea is the magic key to the vault where my brain is kept.
There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.
Tea is quiet and our thirst for tea is never far from our craving for beauty.
Tea is to the body as the word of God is to the soul.
Each cup of tea represents an imaginary voyage.
Tea time is a chance to slow down, pull back and appreciate our surroundings.
Tea, though ridiculed by those who are naturally coarse in their nervous sensibilities, will always be the favorite beverage of the intellectual.
The path to enlightenment is steeped in tea leaves.