Larry poured himself a coffee. "I hate when they come in here with computers. They sit forever at their tables, and they don't talk to nobody, it's like having a place full of statues or zombies."

If you want to improve your understanding, drink coffee.

Drinking coffee is like drinking an inverse yawn. I prefer mine with two spoonfuls of “I’m listening.

We think basically you watch television to turn your brain off, and you work on your computer when you want to turn your brain on.

Don't forget to get up every once and a while and do some stretching and exercises. Don't let your body atrophy in front of the computer.

The challenge lies in knowing how to bring this sort of day to a close. His mind has been wound to a pitch of concentration by the interactions of the office. Now there are only silence and the flashing of the unset clock on the microwave. He feels as if he had been playing a computer game which remorselessly tested his reflexes, only to have its plug suddenly pulled from the wall. He is impatient and restless, but simultaneously exhausted and fragile. He is in no state to engage with anything significant. It is of course impossible to read, for a sincere book would demand not only time, but also a clear emotional lawn around the text in which associations and anxieties could emerge and be disentangled. He will perhaps only ever do one thing well in his life.

For this particular combination of tiredness and nervous energy, the sole workable solution is wine. Office civilisation could not be feasible without the hard take-offs and landings effected by coffee and alcohol.

Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?

This left me alone to solve the coffee problem - a sort of catch-22, as in order to think straight I need caffeine, and in order to make that happen I need to think straight.

Cisco (Bruce McCullough): Soak it up you ugly sponge.

Just remember. Drink the coffee before it goes cold,” she whispered.

Coffee is a way of stealing time that should by rights belong to your older self.

Coffee makes us severe, and grave and philosophical.

The early morning is too strong to drink straight, so I need to mix in a little coffee to be able to hold it down.

I talk to myself through the computer. I ask myself questions, leave things to be looked at again, things that you would do with a notepad. It turns out today that it’s much better today to do with a personal computer rather than a notepad.