“Wouldn't it be dreadful to live in a country where they didn't have tea?”
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Noel Coward49
English playwright, composer, director, actor and singer 1899–1973Related quotes
Scott McClellan book What Happened
Bush press secretary Scott McClellan of the Iraq War, What Happened
“Tea is one of the main stays of civilization in this country.”
George Orwell (1903–1950) English author and journalist
Source: Smothered Under Journalism: 1946
Winston S. Churchill (1874–1965) Prime Minister of the United Kingdom
I Ask You—What Price Freedom? Answers, 24 October 1936.
Reproduced in The Collected Essays of Sir Winston Churchill, Vol I, Churchill at War, Centenary Edition (1976), Library of Imperial History, p. 360.
The 1930s
Context: We live in a country where the people own the Government and not in a country where the Government owns the people. Thought is free, speech is free, religion is free, no one can say that the Press is not free. In short, we live in a liberal society, the direct product of the great advances in human dignity, stature and well-being which will ever be the glory of the nineteenth century.
“Teas,
Where small talk dies in agonies.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822) English Romantic poet
Peter Bell the Third (1819), Pt. III, st. 12
Donald J. Trump (1946) 45th President of the United States of America
Response to a question regarding Michael Wolff's Fire and Fury, Camp David speech https://factba.se/transcript/donald-trump-remarks-questions-camp-david-gop-retreat-january-6-2018 (6 January 2018) <br class="br">2010s, 2018, January
“Tea is the magic key to the vault where my brain is kept.”
Frances Hardinge (1973) British children's writer
Kenneth Grahame book The Reluctant Dragon
Dream Days (1898), The Reluctant Dragon
Context: The dreadful beast must be exterminated, the country-side must be freed from this pest, this terror, this destroying scourge. The fact that not even a hen roost was the worse for the dragon's arrival wasn't allowed to have anything to do with it. He was a dragon, and he couldn't deny it, and if he didn't choose to behave as such that was his own lookout. But in spite of much valiant talk no hero was found willing to take sword and spear and free the suffering village and win deathless fame; and each night's heated discussion always ended in nothing. Meanwhile the dragon, a happy Bohemian, lolled on the turf, enjoyed the sunsets, told antediluvian anecdotes to the Boy, and polished his old verses while meditating on fresh ones.