Quotes about sip
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Quotes about sip

“Birthdays was the worst days; now we sip champagne when we're thirsty.”
Song lyrics, Ready to Die (1994), "Juicy"

“I was always going to the bookcase for another sip of the divine specific.”
Source: The Waves

“The trick is to teach yourself to read in small sips as well as long swallows.”

“The bee and the serpent often sip from the selfsame flower.”
L'ape e la serpe spesso
Suggon l'istesso umore;
Part I.
Morte d' Abele (1732)

Source: We'll go asleep, poems and ballads, "Untill she is to close", pg 64
"They Can't Take That Away from Me", Shall We Dance.

“Why sip from a tea cup, when you can drink from the river.”
Source: L.A. Story and Roxanne: Screenplays
“Sipping once, sipping twice, sipping chicken soup with rice.”
Source: Chicken Soup With Rice: A Book of Months

“If we sip the wine, we find dreams coming upon us out of the imminent night”

“The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets.”
Act II, scene ii
The Beggar's Opera (1728)

“(While playing solitaire and sipping cognac) It's all a lot of crap. The game is up.”
To Adolf Eichmann, about the war, at a mountain villa in Austria. Quoted in "The Last 100 Days" - by John Toland - 1966

The Yeomen of the Guard (1888)

“Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk,
Sipped brandy and water gayly.”
Mynheer Vandunck, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

“I haven't had a sip of alcohol since 1986.”
Interview with Matt Lauer http://www.nbcnews.com/video/nbc-news/40073863#40073863 (2010), aired 8 November 2010.
2010s, 2010, Interview with Matt Lauer (November 2010)
Michael Jones (1995) Creating an Imaginative Life. Excerpts http://www.pianoscapes.com/pdfs/WhoWillPlayYourMusic.pdf at pianoscapes.com

Whiskey Girl, written with Scotty Emerick.
Song lyrics, Shock'n Y'all (2003)

"The Arrest of Oscar Wilde at the Cadogan Hotel" line 1, from Continual Dew.
Poetry

http://snltranscripts.jt.org/03/03mupdate.phtml
Goel, S. R. (2007). How I became a Hindu.
Source: The Chocolate War (1974), p. 243

“I'm sipping on an oxygen cocktail with an ambulance chaser.”
"Car Crash Collaborator", Psychopharmacology (July 10, 2001).
Lyrics, Firewater

August 24, 2005 weblog post http://www.maxbarry.com/2005/08/24/news.html#retro6

(8th February 1823) Medallion Wafers: Hercules and Iole
22nd February 1823) Leander and Hero see The Vow of the Peacock (1835
1st March 1823) An Old Man over the Body of his Son see The Vow of the Peacock (1835
The London Literary Gazette, 1823

Doin' It Again, Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics (1990)

Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction (1942), It Must Give Pleasure

Main Street and Other Poems (1917), The Thorn

“I'm sipping on you like some fine wine, though
And when it's over, I press rewind, though”
"679" (feat. Monty)

“Seeing only what is fair,
Sipping only what is sweet,
Thou dost mock at fate and care.”
To the humble Bee
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

In "Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor: The Love Letters. How drinking cocooned them from pressure of fame. Without it, they couldn't even make love."
Kush
Official Mix tapes, The Leak (2007)

"The Furniture Rule", explaining the differences and similarities between the fields of weird fiction in Dreamsongs

Song lyrics, American IV: The Man Comes Around (2002), The Man Comes Around

“Love, then unstinted, Love did sip,
And cherries plucked fresh from the lip”
Love Made in the First Age: To Chloris (l. 13–18).
Context: Love, then unstinted, Love did sip,
And cherries plucked fresh from the lip;
On cheeks and roses free he fed;
Lasses like autumn plums did drop,
And lads indifferently did crop
A flower and a maidenhead.

The Fantastic Imagination (1893)
Context: A fairytale, like a butterfly or a bee, helps itself on all sides, sips at every wholesome flower, and spoils not one. The true fairytale is, to my mind, very like the sonata. We all know that a sonata means something; and where there is the faculty of talking with suitable vagueness, and choosing metaphor sufficiently loose, mind may approach mind, in the interpretation of a sonata, with the result of a more or less contenting consciousness of sympathy. But if two or three men sat down to write each what the sonata meant to him, what approximation to definite idea would be the result? Little enough — and that little more than needful. We should find it had roused related, if not identical, feelings, but probably not one common thought. Has the sonata therefore failed? Had it undertaken to convey, or ought it to be expected to impart anything defined, anything notionally recognizable?
"But words are not music; words at least are meant and fitted to carry a precise meaning!"
It is very seldom indeed that they carry the exact meaning of any user of them! And if they can be so used as to convey definite meaning, it does not follow that they ought never to carry anything else. Words are like things that may be variously employed to various ends. They can convey a scientific fact, or throw a shadow of her child's dream on the heart of a mother. They are things to put together like the pieces of a dissected map, or to arrange like the notes on a stave.

Speech https://api.parliament.uk/historic-hansard/commons/1938/oct/05/policy-of-his-majestys-government#column_373 in the House of Commons (5 October 1938) against the Munich Agreement
The 1930s
Context: I do not grudge our loyal, brave people, who were ready to do their duty no matter what the cost, who never flinched under the strain of last week—I do not grudge them the natural, spontaneous outburst of joy and relief when they learned that the hard ordeal would no longer be required of them at the moment; but they should know the truth. They should know that there has been gross neglect and deficiency in our defences; they should know that we have sustained a defeat without a war, the consequences of which will travel far with us along our road; they should know that we have passed an awful milestone in our history, when the whole equilibrium of Europe has been deranged, and that the terrible words have for the time being been pronounced against the Western democracies: "Thou art weighed in the balance and found wanting." And do not suppose that this is the end. This is only the beginning of the reckoning. This is only the first sip, the first foretaste of a bitter cup which will be proffered to us year by year unless by a supreme recovery of moral health and martial vigour, we arise again and take our stand for freedom as in the olden time.

From her essay [Amy Krouse Rosenthal, You May Want to Marry My Husband, https://www.nytimes.com/2017/03/03/style/modern-love-you-may-want-to-marry-my-husband.html, 22 November 2019, The New York Times, March 3, 2017], published 10 days before her death, as quoted in [Stevens, Heidi, Chicago author Amy Krouse Rosenthal's 'You May Want to Marry My Husband' essay went viral. Now her husband is honoring her life with a giant yellow umbrella in Lincoln Park., https://www.chicagotribune.com/columns/heidi-stevens/ct-life-stevens-monday-amy-krause-rosenthal-lincoln-park-0513-story.html, 22 November 2019, The Chicago Times]

Book 1, Chapter 5 “The Dreamthief’s Pledge” (p. 183)
The Elric Cycle, The Fortress of the Pearl (1989)

Martina Navratilova, winner of 18 Grand Slams http://sports.yahoo.com/ten/news?slug=reu-wimbledonborg&prov=reuters&type=lgns
By Quill:, 1930s, She Left The Store

Love Made in the First Age: To Chloris (l. 13–18).

"The Insatiable Appetites"
The Life of Birds (1998)