Sipping Quotations

I'm nostalgic for the future I knew as a kid. Back then, it was a lovely, bleepy, heavenly land populated by svelte men in white polo necks, who would lounge on big white sofas sipping blue wine from big glass globes, beside women like the ones on the covers of Hedkandi chill out compilations.

Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams.

Disrespect is tired. Shade is old. Sipping 'tea' isn't cute. But loving, supporting, giving, being grateful and perpetuating light, is.

Let me tell you about those convents. All that crap about extending the pinkie finger while sipping tea is a myth. Convent schools are breeding grounds for great broads and occasionally one-of-the-boys. Convent schools teach you to play against everything, which is what I'm still doing.

When you're putting together a campaign for president, like I've been, that entails a lot of time. It's not like I've been at the beach sipping a pina colada.

Years ago, during a John Grisham phase, I tried to pinpoint exactly why I found Grisham's often predictable legal thrillers quite so comforting. The best answer I could come up with was the frequency with which Grisham tells us that his lead characters are sipping coffee. When it comes to food and drink, predictability can console.

He was just more fun than you can imagine. I can still remember him sitting on his porch sipping bourbon. He was a nut.

I think it's good for the defense to have that rest on the sideline sipping water and Gatorade while we're out there scoring points.

We haven't really changed anything with the Riesling since we started making it in 1980 -- always aiming for an off-dry style with about 1.5 percent residual sugar, which is tart enough to give you that pleasing sweet-and-sour tang that goes so well with spicy foods, yet rich enough to stand alone as a sipping wine.

The bar lights up and can turn red, green, blue, you name it. So if you are sipping a Cosmo, bang, the bar will turn red, an apple martini, bang, turns green.

Sipping once, sipping twice, sipping chicken soup with rice.

Some sipping punch, some sipping tea,/ But, as you by their faces see,/ All silent and all damned!

A woman does not become holy by offering by charity, by observing hundreds of fasts, or by sipping sacred water, as by sipping the water used to wash her husbands feet.