I was brought up imagining that cream rises to the top, merit wins out, the race is to the swift and riches to men of understanding, but it ain't necessarily so. The swift stand a better chance if they are also beautiful.
New clothes are a great way to deal after a breakup. A good mix CD also helps you get through it and. . . you know, 72 hours of ice cream.
The true reader reads every work seriously in the sense that he reads it whole-heartedly, makes himself as receptive as he can. But for that very reason he cannot possibly read every work solemly or gravely. For he will read 'in the same spirit that the author writ. '. . . He will never commit the error of trying to munch whipped cream as if it were venison.
My father belonged to a commune, and the food was ghastly. My idea of food hell is the salad cream they'd pour all over bits of lettuce, cucumber and tomato. It was just disgusting.
As is gloriously sung in the Gilbert and Sullivan operetta "H. M. S. Pinafore," in the words of W. S. Gilbert: "Things are seldom as they seem, Skim milk masquerades as cream. "
If Mitt Romney is vanilla, Chris Christie is three hefty scoops of Rocky Road topped with whipped cream, Red Bull, and gravel.
Black people ALL are fightin' you all for freedom, justice and equality. One believes that intermarriage is gonna solve it, and 200 years from now we all will be a beautiful cream color. He really believes it. One believe that gittin' some rifles and shootin' up the country is gonna solve it, another believes that education. One day we'll be the president. One believe that we gotta git into the white man's pockets and get all the money.
It's never too early for ice cream.
To espresso or to latte, that is the question. . . whether 'tis tastier on the palate to choose white mocha over plain. . . or to take a cup to go. Or a mug to stay, or extra cream, or have nothing, and by opposing the endless choice, end one's heartache.
The time for crying with your girlfriends about a broken heart is over chocolate ice cream and chick flicks—not stun guns and bulletproof vests.
I love to eat - Kit Kats or cookies-and-cream ice cream. I need sugar like five times a day.
I slather Egyptian Magic cream all over my face on overnight flights to keep my skin hydrated.
Chocolate, coffee, and ice cream were far more reliable when it came to providing a good time, and at least they would never disappoint me.
Sucking your thumb without a blanket is like eating a cone without ice cream!
Every American may have equal access to ice cream, but there's no guarantee that the outcome of eating ice cream will be equal.
Candy is my fuel. Ice cream, too.
I don't deny myself food. I'm no saint. I love butter and cream, but I also eat lots of grains and fruits.
Hello?” I peered into the shadows. Two green circles flashed in the dark. I yelped, jumping backward and pressing myself against the wall. “And may I wish a very good morning to you, too, October. ” The voice was amused, underscored by a chuckle like thick cream. “What happened? Did the prettiest little princess miss her carriage home?
Every hitter likes fastballs, just like everybody likes ice cream. But you don't like it when someone's stuffing it into you by the gallon. That's what it feels like when Nolan Ryan's thrown balls by you.
. . . there was the annual Fourth of July picketing at Independence Hall in Philadelphia. . . . I thought it was ridiculous to have to go there in a skirt. But I did it anyway because it was something that might possibly have an effect. I remember walking around in my little white blouse and skirt and tourists standing there eating their ice cream cones and watching us like the zoo had opened.