Quotes About Cider

Autumns in Hunter were dedicated to a critical endeavor that enhanced our revelries year-round: the fermenting and bottling of apple cider.

It wasn't the cider which made me surpass myself, it was this liberation we had torn from the gray encroachments of 1943, the escape we had concocted, this afternoon of momentary, illusory, special and separate peace.

It wasn't the cider which made me surpass myself, it was this liberation we had town from the gray encroachments of 1943, the escape we had concocted, this afternoon of momentary, illusory, special and separate peace.

Yes, cider and tinned salmon are the staple diet of the agricultural classes.

Good morning, Morwen," Chairwitch Archaniz croaked. "What is this I hear about you growing lilacs in your garden?" "Since I don't know what you've heard, I can't answer you," Morwen replied. Come in and have some cider." ... "Don't be provoking, Morwen. You're a witch. You're supposed to grow poison oak and snakeroot and wolfbane, not lilacs. You'll get thrown out of the Deadly Nightshade Gardening Club if you aren't careful.

Oh come now," Bast reproached, his smile falling away. "That's just insulting." "By earth and stone, I abjure you!" Kote dipped his fingers into the cup by his side and flicked droplets casually in Bast's direction. "Glamour be banished!" "With cider?" Bast managed to look amused and annoyed at the same time as he daubed a bead of liquid from the front of his shirt. "This better not stain.