[an old convict and H.I. lying on their prison bunks, passing the time] Ear-Bending Cellmate: ...and when there was no meat, we ate fowl and when there was no fowl, we ate crawdad and when there was no crawdad to be found, we ate sand. H.I.: You ate ...
If a rich man ate a snake, they would say it was because of his wisdom; if a poor man ate it, they would say it was because of his stupidity.
They ate our food, and forgot our names.
If fools ate no bread, corn would be cheap.
The gypsy church was made of pork and the dogs ate it.
Adam ate the apple, and our teeth still ache.
When they gave the donkey flowers to smell, he ate them.
I was fat because my parents were a little fat themselves at that point in their lives, and I ate what they ate.
He ate one fig and he thought the autumn had come.
Fail to steal the chicken while it ate up your bait grain.
And years from now, you may not remember exactly what you ate. But you’ll remember who you ate with.
Don't stop sowing just because the birds ate a few seeds.
People who really appreciated animals always asked their names.
But the goal of the arts, culinary or otherwise, is not to increase our comfort. That is the goal of an easy chair.
When I grew up, we always had our chickens, and we ate our eggs, and we ate our chickens. The family always had a pig, and we would kill it at Christmas and eat it for three or four months afterwards.
I ate them like salad, books were my sandwich for lunch, my tiffin and dinner and midnight munch. I tore out the pages, ate them with salt, doused them with relish, gnawed on the bindings, turned the chapters with my tongue! Books by the dozen, the s...
I ate all of my husbands. First I ate their love, then their will, then their despair, and then I made pies of their bodies - and those bodies were so dear to me!
I ate civilization. It poisoned me; I was defiled. And then," he added in a lower tone, "I ate my own wickedness.
I don't think people should be fed mesclun salad and chicken breast. My grandmother would serve grits and oxtail stew at a formal dinner, and if you didn't like it, well then you ate more beans or you went home and ate a peanut butter and jelly sandw...
As a leftover sixties liberal, I believe that the long arm and beady eyes of the government have no place in our bedrooms, our kitchens, or the backseats of our parked cars. But I also feel that the immediate appointment of a Special Pastry Prosecuto...
What makes us threaten the things we want most?
