Tea is just a lovely curative elixir.
I just had a mug of honeysuckle white tea and some toast.
It made me feel a bit better.
I’m still pretty angry, but I have my clothing laid out for tomorrow and my bag is packed and ready and all should be well.
I wish I had some reflection or realization about today and how I feel that would give me an ounce of peace and help me fall asleep. However, I’m just not finding it. Nothing I can think of is helping me deal, much less cheer up.
Hey – these crap days happen, too. I don’t look for or expect sunshine, lollipops and rainbows. I know that at most I’ll get some lollipops from the bank teller who knows me. There will be no sunshine or rainbows. Or free lunches or pots of gold or Prince Charmings or any of the other fairy tales.
And now I’m really tired and words aren’t making sense anymore. Sleepy time. This tea was good. Tea quotes. There’s an idea.
Tea is drunk to forget the din of the world. ~T’ien Yiheng
There is no trouble so great or grave that cannot be much diminished by a nice cup of tea. ~Bernard-Paul Heroux
If you are cold, tea will warm you. If you are too heated, it will cool you. If you are depressed, it will cheer you. If you are excited, it will calm you. ~Gladstone, 1865
Tea should be taken in solitude. ~C.S. Lewis
If man has no tea in him, he is incapable of understanding truth and beauty. ~Japanese Proverb
Find yourself a cup of tea; the teapot is behind you. Now tell me about hundreds of things. ~Saki
Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves – slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future. ~Thich Nat Hahn
The first cup moistens my lips and throat. The second cup breaks my loneliness. The third cup searches my barren entrail but to find therein some thousand volumes of odd ideographs. The fourth cup raises a slight perspiration – all the wrongs of life pass out through my pores. At the fifth cup I am purified. The sixth cup calls me to the realms of the immortals. The seventh cup – ah, but I could take no more! I only feel the breath of the cool wind that raises in my sleeves. Where is Elysium? Let me ride on this sweet breeze and waft away thither. ~Lu Tung, “Tea-Drinking”
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me. ~C.S. Lewis