Quotes About Cookies

Eating cookies that you bake with your grandmother is one of the greatest social steps one must experience in order to grow up into a decent world citizen, in my opinion.

I am an author of Christian Fantasy. My first 7 books were Christian Romance, but I came over to the Dark Side when I heard there were cookies.

In the '60s, my father, Wally Amos, had been a talent agent and a personal manager before taking a major career detour in 1975, when he opened a store selling chocolate chip cookies.

Miss Huntingforest beamed at them. 'If you can eat cakes at eleven o'clock in the morning you're all right,' she said. 'It's an acid test, in my opinion. If a man can eat two cookies before noon and enjoy them there's not much wrong with him.

My dental hygienist is cute. Every time I visit, I eat a whole package of Oreo cookies while waiting in the lobby. Sometimes she has to cancel the rest of the afternoon's appointments.

a serving of Prego tomato sauce has two teaspoons of sugar, more than two Oreo cookies.

Even a serving of Prego tomato sauce has two teaspoons of sugar, more than two Oreo cookies.

Dessert was an over baked chocolate chip cookies the size of a hockey puck and just about as tasty.

Sheba, who didn't especially like me, although she did serve me cookies when I was here before. I'd managed to get rid of them. My mother's cookies had spoiled me for anyone else's. I think I crumbled up Sheba's and tossed them off the porch. "How are you, Mr. Queen? I'm real sorry to

Rows of peanut butter blossom cookies lined the kitchen counters, covering every available space. The kitchen sweltered from the afternoon sun, oven heat, and no air conditioning.

In this way Penelope's happy and sad feelings got all mixed up together, until they were not unlike one of those delicious cookies they have nowadays, the ones with a flat circle of sugary cream sandwiched between two chocolate-flavored wafers. In her heart she felt a soft, hidden core of sweet melancholy nestled inside crisp outer layers of joy, and if that is not the very sensation most people feel at some point or other during the holidays, then one would be hard pressed to say what is.

Nina flutters her eyelashes at Justin. "Here's the cookies Nicole promised you in her note. We made them together," she lies, fluttering her eyelashes some more. Justin takes the cookies from her. "Thanks." He watches her silently, tilting his head. "You have something in your eye?" She immediately stops fluttering and starts twirling her hair

Vivianca called me to see how you liked the cookies. I didn't realize I was supposed to share. So here I am, milady, with cookies and a glass of warm milk for you.

That woman is hiding something!" she said. "You think everyone's hiding something." "And you would hug the devil if he gave you cookies.

That woman is hiding something!" she said. "You think everyone's hiding something." "And you would hug the devil if he gave you cookies.

When you were a little kid, remember how hard it was to get a cookie? Way in the back, unless your mom was really mean: Then they'd be on top of the refrigerator. Nowhere, any place on a package of Oreos does it say, "Keep out of reach of small children." Where was the Liquid Drano? Under the sink, right next to the rest of the poisons.

If I'm at a party where I'm not enjoying myself, I will put some cookies in my jacket pocket and leave without saying good-bye.

I love Christmas. Frosty the Snowman, peace on Earth and mangers, Salvation Army bell ringers and reindeer, the movie 'Meet Me in St. Louis,' office parties and cookies.

The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.

Cookies are made of butter and love.

If you can't change the world with chocolate chip cookies, how can you change the world?