Commonplace objects are constantly changing… The pies, for example, we now see, are not going to be around forever. We are merely used to the idea that things do not change.
I like to make pies. Thats kind of my new obsession - peach, blueberry, apple, strawberry. I make a really good pumpkin pie with real pumpkin.
You'll have pie in the sky when you die.
People sometimes say that we will know feminism has done its job when half the CEOs are women. That’s not feminism; to quote Catharine MacKinnon, it’s liberalism applied to women. Feminism will have won not when a few women get an equal piece of the oppression pie, served up in our sisters’ sweat, but when all dominating hierarchies - including economic ones - are dismantled.
In all my work, I try to say - 'You may be given a load of sour lemons, why not try to make a dozen lemon meringue pies?'
Both the forces of good and evil will keep the universe alive for us, until we awake from our dreams and give up this building of mud pies.
You can't imagine what satisfaction can be gotten from throwing a pie into someone's face.
Work and pray, live on hay, youll get pie in the sky when you die.
Do you think Radiohead is my whole goddamn life? I also have a roadside cart where I sell apples and mincemeat pies.
I feel I would love to close down for a number of years in some way and just be in the country making pork pies and chutneys and never have to poke my head out of the parapet.
. . . to paint with oil paints for the first time. . . is like trying to make something exquisitely accurate and microscopically clear out of mud pies with boxing gloves on.
A slice of pie without cheese is like a kiss without a squeeze.
Few people know this about me, but I love baking pies.
Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you could breed a race of cannibal ducks?" "They ate it too," Will reminisced. "Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck.
Conversation was irrelevant. Only pie mattered.
Extreme exercise doesn’t save you from poor food choices. It can be difficult to exercise and erase away that chocolate cake or pizza pie. It doesn’t work that way.
One piece of pie is delicious. Fourteen pieces are obviously nauseating.
Why don't women have respect for themselves nowadays? What happen to the woman who learned her grandmama's recipes and made her man sweet potato pie? I tell you, they don't make 'em like they used to. Will my real women stand up, please?
You shouldn't go around the world behaving ruthlessly when you don't have to. Sometimes you do have to. There is only so much pie to go around. If you're going to take more than your fair share of pie, as socialists would look at it, then someone else is not getting his. That means you've got to take it away from them.
God's got his hands in a lot of human pies.