I'm awestruck that you had warm cabbages sitting around.

“Hungarian Proverb: A dish of cabbages can be heated when it grows cold, but it will never taste the same.”

— Mourid Barghouti

In the night the cabbages catch at the moon, the leaves drip silver, the rows of cabbages are a series of little silver waterfalls…

— Carl Sandburg

All mothers think their children are oaks, but the world never lacks for cabbages.

— Robertson Davies

Elves and Dragons! Cabbages and potatoes are better for me and you. Don't go getting mixed up in the business of your betters, or…

— J. R. R. Tolkien

“I was pregnable once,” Merill thought to contribute. She remembered how troublesome it made getting around, having a ripe belly. Couldn’t roll properly, couldn’t…

— Darrell Drake

Once our storyline gets under way, I just hope people don't throw cabbages at me in the market.

— Alfre Woodard

I want death to find me planting my cabbages.

— Michel de Montaigne

But always, to her, red and green cabbages were to be jade and burgundy, chrysoprase and prophyry. Life has no weapons against a woman…

— Edna Ferber

Cabbages, whose heads, tightly folded see and hear nothing of this world, dreaming only on the yellow and green magnificence that is hardening within…

— John Haines

“(Cabbages were a Kel idiosyncrasy. They were adamant about their spiced cabbage pickles.) Appearance-wise”

— Yoon Ha Lee

“Being a cabbage has its drawbacks. Members of the cabbage family do not possess legs and can’t run away from predators. Instead, cabbages have…

— Anonymous

I'm obsessed with not chucking away food. I'm lucky enough to have a gardener, so we grow sweetcorn, tomatoes, beetroots, cabbages, pumpkins, lettuce. I'm…

— Stella McCartney

Few and signally blessed are those whom Jupiter has destined to be cabbage-planters. For they've always one foot on the ground andthe other not…

— Francois Rabelais

He is useless on top of the ground; he ought to be under it, inspiring the cabbages.

— Mark Twain

“People believe a little too easily that the function of the sun is to help the cabbages along.”

— Gustave Flaubert