The ice cube melted slowly like a candle, and I thought about my love for her and how it was like an ice cube candle and that I’ve always wanted to drink fire and make love with the ferociousness of a cooked spaghetti noodle.
If the river has a soul, it's a peaceful one. If it has a lesson to impart, that lesson is patience. There will be drought, it says; there will be floods; the ice will form, the ice will melt; the water will flow and blend into the river's brackish m...
I blended into the kitchen like a blender, but I made so much noise that I nearly woke up the strawberries and bananas. You should hear me make love. (I sound like an ice machine, but I’m as motionless as an empty ice cube tray.)
Graham Greene famously said that all writers need a chip of ice in their heart; Cusk can come across as the most beautiful ice palace of stalactites and stalagmites, and some people find her company, albeit by proxy, about as inviting as a long weeke...
I've always had a longstanding dream, ever since I was a kid, where I was running on a big lake of ice and I kept running and kept running, just about to where I was trying to get to, and I fell through the ice, and then I couldn't find the hole wher...
Janey Carver: Mikey have you heard the explosions coming from the back yard? Mikey Carver: ...I dunno Janey Carver: Do you know what you brothers been up to? Mikey Carver: I... I dunno.
Stupid women were lured into it and assured they would become young and beautiful if they let themselves be pummeled and pounded and smeared with sticky creams, and have their faces lifted and their stomachs flattened. They paid a lot of money to Mad...
Lara Anderton: How do you take your coffee? Danny Witwer: Cream and sugar. Lara Anderton: I don't have any cream, sorry. Danny Witwer: Just sugar, then. You and John ever come here? Lara Anderton: [begins to walk away towards the kitchen] We used to....
Shout-out to my dad - he influenced my style when I was 17.
I don't want to achieve less than my mum and dad.
When I'm home, I cook my own dinner, all organic.
Touring is starting to feel more like home than home does.
My mom would always play me a lot of late-'50s, late-'60s rock.
My cream and black Aga. It is the heart of the house, and people congregate around it.
The trouble with some cooking is that the real flavours get cancelled out by the wine, cream, and butter sauces.
That kind of creaming off the pretty postcard image of the past, I think, is a road to nowhere.
Wearing a condom is like eating an icecream cone with a sock on your tongue.
Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.
I would never like to endorse a fairness cream. I believe in natural beauty.
My guiltiest pleasure is... chocolates with strawberry cream and trashy television - 'Geordie Shore,' 'Katie,' etc.
One reason sin flourishes is that it is treated like a cream puff instead of a rattlesnake.
