Quotes About Breakfast

It is a good morning exercise for a research scientist to discard a pet hypothesis every day before breakfast. It keeps him young.

At one point, she'd wanted to hurl the whole breakfast at the wall. And then she'd remember why it was that men had temper tantrums and women didn't: cleanup.

No. You just had breakfast, you piggy," Lexie said, bending to pat the tan fluffy dog on the head. "You're on a diet." Her sister tended to overfeed him

ginger pancakes with orange sauce.

Breakfast was only worth having when somebody else made it for you.

The smiling clerks at the various shops confused them a little at first by offering them new brands of breakfast foods with strange, oddly spelled names, but the girls explained patiently at each place that they were giving a dinner party, not a breakfast, and that they wanted nothing but the things on their list.

I told Sarah not to bring up the blanc-mange again for breakfast. It seems to have been placed on our table at every meal since Wednesday… In spite of my instructions, that blanc-mange was brought up again for supper. To make matters worse, there had been an attempt to disguise it, by placing it in a glass dish with jam round it...I told Carrie, when we were alone, if that blanc-mange were placed on the table again I should walk out of the house.

I know that eggs do well to stay out of frying pans.

I would awake early, breakfast hurriedly under the tangerine trees already fragrant with the warmth of the early sun

Breakfast was, on the whole, a leisurely and silent meal, for no member of the family was very talkative at that hour. By the end of the meal the influence of the coffee, toast, and eggs made itself felt, and we started to revive, to tell each other what we intended to do, why we intended to do it, and then argue earnestly as to whether each had made a wise decision.

She stuffed in more waffles, and thought if every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.

Bacon is never wrong.

every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.

They'd just left when Zsadist came in at a dead run. "Shit, shit, shit…" What's doing, my brother?" "I'm teaching and I'm late." Zsadist grabbed a sleeve of bagels, a turkey leg out of the refridge and a quart of ice cream from the freezer. "Shit." "That's your breakfast?" "Shut up. It's almost a turkey sandwich.

How do you like your eggs? she said. Hard or soft? Hard, he bit out. Why am I not surprised.

and remember what Somerset Maugham said. 'To dine well in England it's necessary to have breakfast three times a day.

In the morning I woke up and turned over; a big cloud of dust rose from the mattress. I yanked at the window; it was nailed. Tim Gray was in the bed too. We coughed and sneezed. Our breakfast consisted of stale beer. Babe came back from her hotel and we got our things together to leave.

Breakfast is my specialty. I admit it's the easiest meal to cook, but I make everything with a twist, like lemon ricotta pancakes or bacon that's baked instead of fried.

I don't care to read about anybody's Twitter. I don't care what you're eating for breakfast or where you just went. For me, it's mainly just to connect with my supporters and the people who are showing a mad amount of love.

My daily breakfast is two poached eggs in the morning with half an avocado, and I get to have half a piece of toast.

So in our pride we ordered for breakfast an omelet, toast and coffee and what has just arrived is a tomato salad with onions, a dish of pickles, a big slice of watermelon and two bottles of cream soda.

Potatoes are obviously a good source of potassium. Carbs, you're burning off energy there. And salt, obviously. It's not the breakfast or type of meal of champions, but there are quirky things for everybody.

Breakfast was the full whammy: eggs, rashers, sausages, black pudding, fried bread, fried tomatoes. This was clearly some kind of statement, but I couldn't work out whether it was See, we're doing just grand without you, or I'm still slaving my fingers to the bone for you even though you don't deserve it, or possibly We'll be even when this lot gives you a heart attack.

Christmas Day we get all the dogs and the cats and make breakfast and open presents and then go to the backyard - because it is always like 100 degrees in L.A. - and we get a speaker and play fun '80s music and dance outside with all the animals.