As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be? — Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
Download Customize

As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?

— Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
coffee humor optimism solace

More “Coffee” Quotes

Texting and phone calls, fireworks, blends, café au lait, and music. Yesterday's television. Work and beer. The neighbor — Tomoko Yamashita, 恋の話がしたい [Koi no Hanashi ga Shitai]
It's the fine balance of caffeine and alcohol that bookends my days — Tim Minchin
Tobacco, coffee, alcohol, hashish, prussic acid, strychnine, are weak dilutions. The surest poison is time. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Don't ever let anyone tell you that fairy tales aren't real. I drink a potion made from magic beans every day, and it br — Nanea Hoffman
I hereby arm myself for today with coffee and the willingness to be wrong. — Audrey Assad
She tasted of coffee and day old poetry. — R. Y.S. Perez, I Hope You Fall in Love: Poetry Collection
I like my coffee black, my beer from Germany, wine from Burgundy, the darker, the better. I like my heroes complicated a — Barbara Crooker, More
All the best days start with a latte and a time trip. — P.K. Hrezo, Butterman (Time) Travel, Inc.
The sun was already long past the spire when Garrick purchased a mug of coffee from his regular man on the tip of Oxford — Eoin Colfer, The Reluctant Assassin
What the hell makes you smart?" I asked."I wouldn't go for coffee with you.""Listen - I wouldn't ask you.""That," she re — Erich Segal, Love Story
'Venti caramel macchiato, please,' he said. 'Hold the snobbery.' The barista laughed and hit buttons on his register. 'Y — S.W. Vaughn, Skin Deep
Endure for another day, Mister Tannen, and you'll have all the foul black misuse of water you can drink. — Scott Lynch, The Republic of Thieves