“Teas,
Where small talk dies in agonies.”

“They talk of short-lived pleasures—be it so—
pain dies as quickly: stern, hard-featured pain
Expires, and lets her weary prisoner go.
The fiercest agonies have shortest reign;
And after dreams of horror, comes again
The welcome morning with its rays of peace.”

“While her lips talked culture, her heart was planning to invite him to tea”

“Wouldn't it be dreadful to live in a country where they didn't have tea?”

“Tea is the magic key to the vault where my brain is kept.”

“small talk comes from small bones”

“Love masters agony; the soul that seemed
Forsaken feels her present God again
And in her Father's arms
Contented dies away.”

“There is no one to talk to since Mahatma Gandhi died.”

“The Saviour would have passed through the agony of Calvary that one might be saved in His kingdom. He will never abandon one for whom He has died.”

“I have no small talk and Peel has no manners.”