there is a poetry in making preserves; the housewife has caught duration in the snare of sugar, she has enclosed life in jars.
One night, in his cups, he drank a jar of wildfire, after telling his friends it would transform him into a dragon, but the gods were kind and it transformed him into a corpse.
Do not disregard the accumulation of goodness, saying, 'This will come to nothing. ' By the gradual falling of raindrops, a jar is filled.
We are all jars of clay, fragile and poor, yet we carry within us an immense treasure.
George Lucas puts those types of characters in for the kids. Same with Jar Jar.
I find it hilarious when Obama's hand gets caught in the cookie jar
Directing teenage actors is like juggling jars of nitro-glycerine: exhilarating and dangerous.
I found out when I did the Oprah Winfrey show that there was a cookie jar of me. So she gave it to me. I had no idea prior to that that it even existed.
It is better to emit a scream in the shape of a theory than to be entirely insensible to the jars and incongruities of life and take everything as it comes in a forlorn stupidity.
Imagine walking into a grocery there is a jar sitting there with a lid on it saying it's not carbon. That is ridiculous. It's an empty jar.
People have got to learn: if they don't have cookies in the cookie jar, they can't eat cookies.
[I spent] much of my time reminding Matt Groening that I really need to be a head in a jar on Futurama.
Pickle jars are just pickle jars, and pickles are just pickles.
The first thing we looked at, in what case were people more likely to be attracted to the jar or jam, so in which case are people more likely to stop when they saw the display of jams and what we found was that more people stopped when there were 24 jams.
Someone once said that under the bell jar of compliance, the only thing that blooms is rage.
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
What, Sheamus? Oh no, I can see him. . . he's pretty pale. . . . . . What? oh no, he's even whiter than that. He's like a jar of mayonaisse with eyeballs and a ketchup haircut.
He hung up on her. She'd just been hung up on by a disembodied brain in a jar. Fantastic.
It is the fixed that horrifies us, the fixed that assails us with the tremendous force of mindlessness. The fixed is a Mason jar,and we can't beat it open. . . . The fixed is a world without fire--dead flint, dead tinder, and nowhere a spark. It is motion without direction, force without power, the aimless procession of caterpillars round the rim of a vase, and I hate it because at any moment I myself might step to that charmed and glistening thread.
An unfree mind is just like a windmill inside the bell jar!
