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
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
~T.S. Eliot
A morning without coffee is like sleep. 
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee.
~Carly Simon
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