I don't eat cereal actually... Frosted Flakes... that's as close as I can get. — Johnny Thunders Copy Share Image
To appreciate the beauty of a snow flake, it is necessary to stand out in the cold. — Aristotle Copy Share Image
I ate too many Frosted Flakes. I don't remember what I said last night. — Shaquille O'Neal Copy Share Image
That no Flake of [snow] fall on you or them - is a wish that would be a Prayer, were Emily not… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go? — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I buy soy sauce and flavor it five different ways: with sake, mirin, sugar, kombu and bonito flakes. I use them on… — Masaharu Morimoto Copy Share Image
The discovery of a grey hair when you are brushing out your whiskers of a morning—first fallen flake of the coming snows… — Alexander Smith Copy Share Image
“The snow was coming down so hard. It looked like the flakes were hurrying to get out of the sky so the… — Bill McKibben 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
Faded smiles oft linger in the face, While grief's first flakes fall silent on the heart! — Alfred Austin Copy Share Image
This was Dante's. Crazy was what we had for breakfast when we ran out of Corn Flakes — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
Never did he once consider directing his hatred toward the hunters. Such an emotion would have destroyed him ... His subconscious knew… — Toni Morrison 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
Is it OK for Amazon to know every word of every book you've read? Are you comfortable with that? Maybe you are.… — Jesse Schell Copy Share Image
I plead alignment to the flakes of the untitled snakes of a merry cow and to the republicrats for which they scam:… — Matt Groening Copy Share Image
If Ford is to Chevrolet what Dodge is to Chrysler, what Corn Flakes are to Post Toasties, what the clear blue sky… — Lyle Lovett Copy Share Image
There will be a rusty gun on the wall, sweetheart, The rifle grooves curling with flakes of rust. A spider will make… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
I endorse only products I actually use. Like Wheaties keeps offering me money, but I don't eat Wheaties, so I can't do… — Shaquille O'Neal Copy Share Image
The smallest snowstorm on record took place an hour ago in my back yard. It was approximately two flakes. I waited for… — Richard Brautigan 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
There is a hollow, holey cylinder running from hilt to point in my machete. When I blow across the mouthpiece in the… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
I'm almost violent about that stuff - electronic manipulation of pictures. I think it's an abomination. I reject it all. I mean,… — Elliott Erwitt Copy Share Image
Once I spoke the language of the flowers, Once I understood each word the caterpillar said, Once I smiled in secret at… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
But when that smoking chowder came in, the mystery was delightfully explained. Oh! sweet friends, hearken to me. It was made of… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
Real isn't what they try to tell you. Time isn't. Grown-ups hammer down all these markers, bells, schedules, coffee-breaks, to stake down… — Tana French Copy Share Image
I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that… — Albert Camus 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
All I know are. Scraps, flakes, chips, rocks. All below are. Stones, bit, doss. — Iris Lopez Copy Share Image
People aren't really poor until they start using water on their corn flakes. — Nancy Reagan Copy Share Image
Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it. — Rumi Copy Share Image