“Hungarian Proverb: A dish of cabbages can be heated when it grows cold, but it will never taste the same.” — Mourid Barghouti Copy Share Image
He is useless on top of the ground; he ought to be under it, inspiring the cabbages. — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
Cabbages, whose heads, tightly folded see and hear nothing of this world, dreaming only on the yellow and green magnificence that is… — John Haines Copy Share Image
“Being a cabbage has its drawbacks. Members of the cabbage family do not possess legs and can’t run away from predators. Instead,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
All mothers think their children are oaks, but the world never lacks for cabbages. — Robertson Davies Copy Share Image
In the night the cabbages catch at the moon, the leaves drip silver, the rows of cabbages are a series of little… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
But always, to her, red and green cabbages were to be jade and burgundy, chrysoprase and prophyry. Life has no weapons against… — Edna Ferber Copy Share Image
“An infant is a seed. Is it an oak seed or a cabbage seed? Who knows. All mothers think their children are… — Robertson Davies Copy Share Image
Once our storyline gets under way, I just hope people don't throw cabbages at me in the market. — Alfre Woodard Copy Share Image
“(Cabbages were a Kel idiosyncrasy. They were adamant about their spiced cabbage pickles.) Appearance-wise” — Yoon Ha Lee Copy Share Image
“People believe a little too easily that the function of the sun is to help the cabbages along.” — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“I was pregnable once,” Merill thought to contribute. She remembered how troublesome it made getting around, having a ripe belly. Couldn’t roll… — Darrell Drake Copy Share Image
