“Quite a merry gathering!...What's that? Tea! No thank you! A little red wine, I think for me.”
“Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine,Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast;Custards for supper, and an endless hostOf syllabubs and jellies and mincepies,And other such ladylike luxuries.”
“Most days I juggle everything quite well, on the other days there's always red wine.”
“Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea! How did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.”
“When she offered me a spot of tea, I said, “No thanks, I’ve already got a spot of tea on my shirt.”
“The first duty of wine is to be red. Don't talk to me of your white wines.”