Gustave Flaubert Quotes

I need a coffee to go with my coffee.

Every good day starts off with a cappuccino, and there's no place better to enjoy some frothy caffeine than at the Bulgari Hotel.

I rise near dawn, make a strong cup of coffee, wander to my desk and come fully awake by reading something written the day before.

I'm a huge coffee drinker.

I'm obsessed with coffee.

Never trust anyone who doesn't drink coffee.

I'm obsessed by coffee.

The first requisite for a good cup of coffee in the morning is to get your wife out of bed.

Coffee. I could smell coffee. Coffee would make everything better.

Strong coffee, much strong coffee, is what awakens me. Coffee gives me warmth, waking, an unusual force and a pain that is not without very great pleasure.

Me and a book is a party. Me and a book and a cup of coffee is an orgy.

I'm not a big drinker, but coffee is important to me.

Coffee is the absolute most dependably ordinary thing I could have every single day.

Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords.

People ask me all the time what or who my influences are. To be honest, it would take a decent set of encyclopedias to get them all down. I am here today to let the world know my greatest influence, my secret ingredient, really. What inspires me? That's simple: COFFEE.

Coffee justifies the existence of the word 'aroma'.

As long as each day comes with a nice fresh cup of Oakland Coffee then everything will be alright.

The coffee is prepared in such a way that it makes those who drink it witty: at least there is not a single soul who, on quitting the house, does not believe himself four times wittier that when he entered it.

Police work wouldn't be possible without coffee," Wallander said. "No work would be possible without coffee." They pondered the importance of coffee in silence.

Rock & roll is instant coffee.

Ah! How sweet coffee tastes! Lovelier than a thousand kisses, sweeter far than muscatel wine!

My strength returns to me with my cup of coffee and the reading of the psalms.

What goes best with a cup of coffee? Another cup.

He laid it on George, me and our wives without telling us at a dinner party at his house. He was a friend of George's, and our dentist at the time. He just put it in our coffee or something. He didn't know what it was, it was just, 'It's all the thing,' with the middle-class London swingers. They had all heard about it and didn't know it was different from pot or pills. And they gave it to us, and he was saying, 'I advise you not to leave,' and we thought he was trying to keep us for an orgy in his house and we didn't want to know.

A wine shop was open and I went in for some coffee. It smelled of early morning, of swept dust, spoons in coffee-glasses and the wet circles left by wine glasses.