Quotes About Cleaver

She was just on the verge of recapturing the feeling, how she had brought the cleaver down unflinchingly, how she had been tragic and mighty, and in that moment how her bones had chipped and shattered, but it was all done in an instant. Severed.

What are you doing here?" "My dad called and--what the hell is that?" He pointed to the cleaver. I angled my chin. "I was in the middle of cutting my peanut butter and jelly sandwich." "With a meat cleaver?" "It's quick and makes a perfectly straight cut." He grinned. "Yeah, right. You've obviously watched too many movies. Who'd you think I was? Freddy Krueger?

Pig power in America was infuriating, but pig power in the communist framework was awesome and unaccountable.

I have taken an oath in my heart to oppose communism until the day I die.

Nobody heard the deacon cry as he swung the cleaver. Everyone from eighteen to fifty was busy with the peaceful revolutionary work of preparing supper.

The intellect is a cleaver; it discerns and rifts its way into the secrets of things.

What is that in his hand?" "A cleaver. As in-" "Butcher's knife." "You got it." "I hope not." "He does not look happy." "Are you sure it's a he?" "I don't want to know.

As with Dr. King, and Cleaver was explicit about his discomfort, Baldwin's queerness unsettled him.

Rape was an insurrectionary act…. I wanted to send waves of consternation throughout the white race.

The cleaver is not just for cutting. Invert it and its blunt spine can be used to pound meat to a paste for meatballs: a time-consuming method, but the purée it produces is perfectly smooth and voluptuous. The nub of the handle can stand in for a pestle, to crush a few peppercorns in a pot. The flat of the blade, slammed down on the board, can be used to smash unpeeled ginger, so that its juices permeate a soup or marinade.

I've gone beyond civil rights and human rights to creation rights.

Bullseye. Well, almost. The cleaver misses his ear by a mere inch. He stops short, but he doesn't turn around. Instead he squares his shoulders then resumes his stroll out the door.

Here all boundaries fade away and the world reveals itself for the mad slaughterhouse that it is. The treadmill stretches way to infinitude, the hatched are closed down tight, logic runs rampant, with bloody cleaver flashing. The air is chill and stagnant, the language apocalyptic. Not an exit sign anywhere; no issue save death. A blind alley at the end of which is a scaffold.

What is that in his hand?" "A cleaver. As in-" "Butcher's knife." "You got it." "I hope not." "He does not look happy." "Are you sure it's a he?" "I don't want to know.

A symbol is best answered by a symbol. Not by a . . . meat cleaver.

If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let us fall by the axe and not by the butcher's cleaver.

My mother cooked like a scientist. She had a giant Chinese-style cleaver that she chopped with, and a cupboard full of spices.

You named your sword Fire? Fire? What kind of a boring name is that? You might as well name your sword 'Blazing Blade' and be done with it. Fire indeed. Humph. Wouldn't you rather have a sword called Sheepbiter or Chrysanthemum Cleaver or something else with imagination?

I feel that I am a citizen of the American dream and that the revolutionary struggle of which I am a part is a struggle against the American nightmare.

If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let us fall by the axe and not by the butcher's cleaver.