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Quotes About Jelly

I literally never ate fruit or vegetables before. My diet instead revolved around ice cream, chocolate, peanut butter and jelly eaten with a spoon, pick-n-mix, and lots of cereal and pasta - I was a sugar monster.
~ Ella Woodward
The gods of the forest have smiled upon us," I said. "Cream-filled or raspberry jelly?
~ Jeff Lindsay
Likest thou jelly within thy doughnut? Nay, but prithee, with sprinkles 'pon it instead, I said solemnly, and frosting of white.
~ Jim Butcher
Michael had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Alexia had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Neil the nude kid had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Just about everybody had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
~ Dan Gutman
Here's to Mulberry Jane She made jam when she came Somebody cut off her feet Now jelly rolls in the street.
~ Lou Reed
Weeding the peony hedge I hear the windfalls in the orchard; hear them strike the ground, hear them strike against branches as they fall to the ground. The immemorial smell of apples, old as the sea. Mary makes jelly. Up from the kitchen, up the stairs and into all the rooms comes the smell of apples.
~ John Cheever
Even his moustache—teased into the shape of a wide up-thrusting "w"—was so famous it acquired a name: Er ist erreicht! "It is achieved!" Manipulated through the miracle of pomade—its key ingredient the remarkable new product, petroleum jelly—it was the very model of a modern moustache, a controlled riposte to the great bushy, biblical patriarch beards and side-whiskers of the previous generation.*
~ Unknown
I should like to record that as I manipulated the peeling lacquer chopsticks to eat my jelly, I felt unbearably lonely.
~ Osamu Dazai
The jelly burbled unhappily to itself. It looked as if it were boiling. The little dragon kept staring at it, and suddenly the dragon's eyes started to glow. "I know what this reminds me of!" it said triumphantly. "Dessert!" The quozzel shrieked and collapsed backward into the darkness just as the dragon's head shot toward it.
~ Patricia C. Wrede