Quote by Thomas Pynchon Download Open image ““bearing the old Pewter Coffee-Machine venting its Puffs of Vapor,”” — Thomas Pynchon ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I kept the coffee pot in my office on the pretense of monitoring Cookie's caffeine intake. Actually, it was my answer to potpourri.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“The zipper on my crotch is an air vent. I need some way to cool down my hot coffee.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“It was as if the air was fragranced with potential and the coffee flavoured with facts.” — Elise K. Ackers Copy Share Image
“My mother, sitting at the kitchen table, the steam rising from her cup entwining with the smoke curling from her cigarette resting on an… — Patti Smith Copy Share Image
“ 'Venti caramel macchiato, please,' he said. 'Hold the snobbery.' The barista laughed and hit buttons on his register. 'You sure? We're having a… — S.W. Vaughn Copy Share Image
“A smoke, a book, a cup of coffee. These are the little things that get us through this sometimes weary world and all the… — R.M. Engelhardt Copy Share Image
I thought a thread of notable quotes relating to coffee may be interesting. — Clark Gable Copy Share Image
“And the men with the cigarettes in their straight-lined mouths, the men with the eyes of puff adders, took up their load of machine… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Our surroundings fade and we exist in unison, two people who once shared cups of coffee, unprecedentedly ourselves in a changing world.” — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“How strange tonight, this city. As if something trembled below its surface, waiting to burst through.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“It was one of those great iron afternoons in London: the yellow sun being teased apart by a thoasand chimneys breathing, fawning upward without… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Surely for as long as there have been nights as bad as this one---something to raise the possibility of another night that could actually,… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“People read what news they wanted to and each accordingly built his own rathouse of history's rags and straws.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Out of that night and day of unconditional wrath, folks would've expected to see any city, if it survived, all newly reborn, purified by… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“As spread thighs are to the libertine...so was the letter V to young Stencil.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Oedipa wondered whether, at the end of this (if it were supposed to end), she too might not be left with only compiled memories… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers. — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“remember didn't you sneak away from camp to have a moment alone with What you felt stirring across the land . . . it… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Through rain...then through dreaming glass, green with the evening. And herself in chair, old-fashioned, bonneted, looking west over the deck of Earth, inferno red… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“She knew instinctively: he will be fine as the fraternity boy just out of an Ivy League school who knows he will never stop… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
