Quotes About Honey

The sunshine of a day in early spring, honey pale and honey sweet, was showering over the red brick buildings of Queenslea College, and the grounds about them, throwing through the bare, budding maples and elms, delicate, evasive etchings of gold and brown on the paths, and coaxing into life the daffodils that were peering greenly and perkily up under the windows of the co-eds' dressing-room.

Eating plain toast will detonate her. I'll have some honey. When the bread is done I scrape on a microscopic layer of it and pour a cup of coffee, black. She pretends not to listen or watch as I crunch through my breakfast. I pretend that I don't notice her pretending.

Well, said Pooh, what I like best, and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called.

I don't feel very much like Pooh today, said Pooh. There there, said Piglet. I'll bring you tea and honey until you do.

Franni knew I loved these tours, but one year she said to me in frustration, "You don't see Bill O'Reilly going on USO tours." "That's not fair, honey," I said. "He has no talent.

We think we can make honey without sharing in the fate of bees.

Being able to write becomes a kind of shield, a way of hiding, a way of too instantly transforming pain into honey.

The sweetness of life lies in usefulness, like honey deep in the heart of a clover bloom.

Churchill was unusually crabby. "Too little sleep made the P.M. irritable all morning," Colville wrote. By lunch, he was "morose." The proximate cause had nothing to do with the war or Roosevelt but, rather, with his discovery that Clementine had used his treasured honey, sent to him from Queensland, Australia, for the frivolous objective of sweetening rhubarb.

There is a time to silence an adversary with the honey of logical persuasion, and there is a time to silence him with the argument of a heavily directed club.

Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.

She's as light as any fairy; she's as pretty as a peach; She's mistress of the witchcraft to beguile; There's sunshine in her manner, there is music in her speech, And there's concentrated honey in her smile.

Not all honey— she had concluded— had a specific use beyond what all honey is good for, sweetness and salves. But this honey, it was somehow so strong that it must be for something, though she had still not learnt what it was. The best she had come to was that this honey was for joy...

And I read a book that figured the part about the virgins is a mistranslation. The word is ambiguous. It comes in a passage full of food imagery. Milk and honey. It probably means raisins. Plump, and possibly candied or sugared." "They kill themselves for raisins?" "I'd love to see their faces.

The fly that touches honey cannot use it's wings; so too the soul that clings to spiritual sweetness ruins it's freedom and hinders contemplation.

No longer a stranger, you listen all day to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds of homes with honey, though yours is a long flight from here.

Ray Lewis is the type of guy, if he were in a fight with a bear I wouldn't help him, I'd pour honey on him because he likes to fight. That's the type of guy Ray Lewis is.

Cat, you ruined mom's dress!" "Honey, it was ruined when she bought it.

Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach.

She touched his hand, and he went stock-still. She leaned over to examine it, the top of her head brushing beneath his nose. Only his sudden immobility stopped him from violently pulling away. "From the candles?" Had she bathed in bloody honey?

voice)...it was honey, smoke, crystal, fire, wind, water, earth.

The fortnight at Venice passed quickly and sweetly-- perhaps too sweetly; I was drowning in honey, stingless.

The late afternoon sky bloomed in the window for a moment like the blue honey of the Mediterranean - then the shrill voice of Mrs. McKee called me back into the room.

Grocery shopping, Kira's gaze raked over him. Well, honey, one thing about it, I don't think you have to worry about buying beef while you're out. It looks like you have plenty in residence as it is.