Appetizingly Yours Quotes & Sayings

The truth will set you free - but first it may thoroughly irritate you. — Susan Scott

But you're not even sorry; you just expect that I'll be okay with the fact you threw your life away for mine.840 — Alexandra Bracken

Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. — Anonymous

I remember always being baffled by other children. I would be at a birthday party and watch the other kids giggling and making faces, and I would try to do that, too, but I wouldn't understand why. I would site there with the tight elastic thread of the birthday hat parting the pudge of my underchin, with the grainy frosting of the cake bluing my teeth, and I would try to figure out why it was fun. — Gillian Flynn

Colour has taken hold of me; no longer do I have to chase after it. I know that it has hold of me forever. That is the significance of this blessed moment — Paul Klee

I've always wanted to play with this idea - and I didn't want to leave it to the last season, but I wasn't quite sure when it was going to happen - of putting Jax [sons of Anarchy] at the head of the table and the ripple effect on the guys and the loyalties of it and where people land. — Kurt Sutter

Every form is an image. Every image is a name. Every name is an attribute, every attribute a verb. Every verb forms the sentence to be read on Judgement Day, from the very Qur'aanulQariim that is found within the breastplate of all that is 'created' in the form of humankind. Every object be it animated or non-animated is an image!! — AainaA-Ridtz

Nothing can prepare you for the all-consuming nature of motherhood, and I am very aware of my good fortune, as I spent years fretting about whether I'd ever meet anyone to have a baby with. — Mariella Frostrup

It is easy to forget how much you have, when your eyes are always fixed on what you have not. — Joe Abercrombie

I like to blur the line between fact and fiction, but not to condescend to the reader by enmeshing her/him into some sort of a postmodern coop. — Aleksandar Hemon

Meanwhile I understood: my mistake with Olivia was to consider myself eaten by her, whereas I should be myself (I always had been) the one who ate her. The most appetizingly flavored human flesh belongs to the eater of human flesh. It was only by feeding ravenously on Olivia that I would cease being tasteless to her palate. — Italo Calvino