I've never been to a dinner party where everyone at the dinner table didn't say something funny.
Simon Peter, who embarrassed the other disciples at the Last Supper by asking for seconds. Never got a dinner!
I would have loved to have met Marilyn Monroe and have dinner with her.
Despair is perfectly compatible with a good dinner, I promise you.
I can seriously spend five hours making one dinner.
I am someone who tweets about what I have for breakfast, what I have for lunch, what I have for dinner, and for 99. 99999 percent of the world, it's useless. It's meaningless. But for my mother, she loves it.
My training was never to drink after dinner nor before I wrote nor while I was writing.
Money maketh man a tory, don't fire that assumption at me, I like toast as much as anyone but not for breakfast, dinner and tea
We don't have to talk about faith and family at dinner-we just show it.
For my kids, I cook everything. We have dinner every night, pretty much, just the four of us: my husband and me and our two kids.
The dinner hour is a sacred, happy time when everyone should be together and relaxed.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.
I have done more live events in the past twenty years than I have eaten dinner.
The oldest form of theater is the dinner table.
. . . the agent provocateur of a good dinner.
Are you telling me you're cooking me dinner?- Regan Its the quickest way, without physical contact, to get a woman into bed. The kitchen through there?
Americans are curious about the texture of everyday life in the Middle East because they rarely get to see it. I wanted readers to feel like they were sitting around the dinner table with me and my friends, hearing what average people really say and really think, [where] the dinner table is the best place to find out.
People are content to wait a long time for salvation, but prefer dinner to turn up inside an hour.
We have moments of such clarity, of such appreciation of the incredible web of interconnected events that carry us from breath to breath, day to day, as long as we live-and the next moment we fret about how much we weigh. Or who we didn't send a Valentine. Or who forgot to compliment the dinner. Or whatever.
I used to love to make things - you couldn't drag me away for dinner because I was always writing a story or something.