"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons." - T.S. Eliot
This T.S. Eliot quote, from the poem "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" is widely cited. Maybe because it always fits so well underneath the image of a coffee cup. The poem itself has a somber tone, a man looking back at his life, thinking of the calculated measurements of his morning coffee.
And while the original poem may have that darker tone, I think that any coffee lover can relate to the line. How many times have you stood in front of your coffee machine measuring out your morning dose?