All I know is that you can chop up all the onions and the whatevers you want and put it on top of caviar, but you still can't disguise the fact that you're eating fish eggs. Ugh!
Man is like an onion. His potential is exposed one layer at a time until all he is, is known by all.
A woman's chastity consists, like an onion, of a series of coats.
Charlie Hebdo was and is not The Onion or "The Daily Show. " This is a different kind of satire. Might I put it this way - less politically correct.
This is every cook's opinion - no savory dish without an onion, but lest your kissing should be spoiled your onions must be fully boiled.
Do not eat garlic or onions; for their smell will reveal that you are a peasant.
This was too much. "I refuse. I absolutely REFUSE to be an onion.
Most folks call them green onions, but they're really scallions.
Fully stripped down, an onion is a pile of scattered layers; it has no center.
People magazine with a bag of sour cream and onion chips always makes be feel a bit trashy. But good trashy.
The beauty of doing a series is that, over the course of time, it's like peeling an onion. You're able to reveal these layers, more and more. You just don't want to reveal too much, too soon.
I will not move my army without onions.
I belonged in Idle Valley like a pearl onion on a banana split.
I don't like the grilled onions for some reason. I like regular, crispy, stinky onions.
It was what we Japanese called the onion life, peeling away a layer at a time and crying all the while.
When you start peeling the onion and uncovering layers and layers of inequity that have been subsidized by government, it makes a lot of people uncomfortable.
Newton had a very good description of gravity, back in the day, and then Einstein came along and dug a little bit deeper. Science is like peeling an onion. You go deeper and deeper and deeper, and it doesn't stop. It's not like you will get to a right answer.
Anything more low, obscene, feculent, the manifold heaving's of history have not cast up. We shall come to the worship of onions, cats and things vermiculite.
We have garlic days, and onion days. You know what they're cooking.
The next day, she was silent. For breakfast, she murdered an onion and served it raw.