I don't use the word gourmet. The word doesn't mean anything anymore. 'Gourmet' makes it sound like someone is putting sherry wine… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
It must descend, as the dew, upon the tender herb, or like melting flakes of snow; the softer it falls, the longer… — Jeremiah Seed Copy Share Image
Waves of a serene life pass over us from time to time, like flakes of sunlight over the fields in cloudy weather. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
There is nothing a pig loves more than a good bath, with a loofah and plenty of soap flakes ... There is… — Barbara Woodhouse Copy Share Image
I'd love to play someone who's insane or something, just so I can go flake out. I like a superhero. I know… — Christian Serratos Copy Share Image
But a day must come when the fire of youth will be quenched in my veins, when winter will dwell in my… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
The last cobwebs of fog in the black firtrees are flakes of white ash in the world's hearth. — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
A man was found dead covered in sprinkles, strawberry sauce and a flake. Reports said he may have topped himself. — Frank Carson Copy Share Image
The universe now appeared to me as a void wherein floated rare flakes of snow, each flake a universe. — Olaf Stapledon Copy Share Image
Flakes of white fall thru the trees and onto the road, catching on our clothes and hair. It's a silent fall and… — Patrick Ness Copy Share Image
I gave three quiet cheers for Minnesota. In Seattle a dusty inch of anything white and chilly means the city lapses into… — Cherie Priest Copy Share Image
Faded smiles oft linger in the face, While grief's first flakes fall silent on the heart! — Alfred Austin Copy Share Image
These transcending truths restructure our understanding of ourselves and of the universe and bring within our view resplendent reality. To be seen… — Neal A. Maxwell Copy Share Image
Don't drag candidates through weeks of endless interviews. Don't flake out on interviews. At DeveloperAuction, we often have offer letters prepared in… — Matt Mickiewicz Copy Share Image
Night falls fast. Today is in the past. Blown from the dark hill hither to my door Three flakes, then four Arrive,… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
The darkness grew apace; a cold wind began to blow in freshening gusts from the east, and the showering white flakes in… — H. G. Wells Copy Share Image
Here and there on the branch of an oak a congress of leaves still clung, rigid as flakes of bronze. — Martha Ostenso Copy Share Image
A mighty wind of resolution sets in strong upon him and freshens the whole atmosphere of his soul, sweeping down before it… — James Martineau Copy Share Image
But then, Cap'n Crunch in a flake form would be suicidal madness; it would last about as long, when immersed in milk,… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
Nature's silence is its one remark, and every flake of world is a chip off that old mute and immutable block. — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
We come to a lamp beside the pathway, and suddenly we stop walking, and we start to dance, and we glitter in… — David Almond Copy Share Image
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, Stealthily and perpetually settling… — Robert Bridges Copy Share Image
