Quotes About Eat

I bit into the oatmeal. Same levels- now the oats, well dried, but not so well watered, then the raisins, half tasteless, made from parched grapes, picked by thirsty workers, then the baker, rushed. The whole cookie was so rushed, like I had to eat it fast or it would, somehow, eat me.

The lower the class of the affair, the more likely the band will be invited to eat.

You're only human. You live once and life is wonderful, so eat the damned red velvet cupcake.

But our comrades are dead, we cannot help them, they have their rest—and who knows what is waiting for us? We will make ourselves comfortable and sleep, and eat as much as we can stuff into our bellies, and drink and smoke so that hours are not wasted. Life is short.

Does this mean we can eat pie today? Easton asked. Riley let out a snorting laugh. I know someone who will be. Nice.

Then he was sorry for the great fish that had nothing to eat and his determination to kill him never relaxed in his sorrow for him. How many people will he feed, he thought. But are they worthy to eat him? No, of course not. There is no one worthy of eating him from the manner of his behaviour and his great dignity.

The dragon wrinkled her nose in distaste. "Eat you? Why would I eat you? You probably taste terrible. I was just going to maim you a little.

Expletive], she thought. I must be light-headed. Thinking I can understand that pair. That's what exercise does to you. And having nothin to eat all day except a packet of biscuits.

The grown-ups, or maybe I should say the parents, ate in the dining room.

We live in an age of innovation, where digital technology is providing solutions to problems before we've even realised we needed them. We see it every day as we find new ways to travel, eat and shop.

From the time I was thirteen, there was a constant struggle between MGM and me - whether or not to eat, how much to eat, what to eat. I remember this more vividly than anything else about my childhood.

I love life. I love my friends. I love to eat. Too many things, I love. I am very much an anti-historical character. I am attracted to happy people. Happy people with very grave problems.

It's a fallen world. We eat and sacrifice in the process.

I pretended to be dead in front of a pig once, because I heard that they snuffle you, they try and wake you up, to check if you really are dead. And if you are dead, they eat you, but they like having a little prod first.

I'm very particular about the pizza that I eat. Godfather's is still a premium-quality product, and I cannot always find that. It's got to be as good as Godfather's or I won't eat it.

I do have food in my books. Different people eat different ways.

I've grown up disciplined all my life as a dancer, so I know how to eat and work out.

I love food, but if I find a restaurant I like in a new city, I can eat every meal there, and sometimes I do... and even sometimes the same dish.

You know, I used to think I was a foodie, and then my wife went to culinary school and basically explained to me that I was just a guy that likes to eat.

Pizza was made for television in so many ways: it is easy to heat up, easy to divide and easy to eat in a group. It is easy to enjoy, easy to digest and easy-going. It is so Italian!

If you live in a good neighborhood, you drive home and there's a bank. There's grocery stores and big houses - but no motels. What that tells you psychologically is you protect your money and buy good things for your family to eat in your nice big house.

It would be nice if the Food and Drug Administration stopped issuing warnings about toxic substances and just gave me the names of one or two things still safe to eat.

cheer the fuck up and eat your burger.

Just promise us—for this evening—that you won't try to sacrifice yourself to your stubborn idea of justice to a Norman king. No sacrifices till you've had at least one good night's sleep, and something to eat.