I can touch my heart, when I hold my cup.
I can feel my soul, when I sip my coffee.
This moment looks like when you reflect yourself in a pond.
You cannot touch yourself; you only see your image,
but you know who you are, and where you are.
I drink my coffee alone to find myself.
[ Larissa Hernandez ]
Coffee falls into the stomach ... ideas begin to move, things remembered arrive at full gallop ... the shafts of wit start up like sharp-shooters, similies arise, the paper is covered with ink.
[ Honoré de Balzac ]
Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after.
[ Anne Morrow Lindbergh ]
A cup of coffee shared with a friend
is happiness tasted and time well spent.
[ anonymous ? ]
Have a wonderful Monday.
Love,
Suz
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