Capsicum Quotes & Sayings

I was inadvertently raised in the 'gay community.' I had straight parents, but I spent massive amounts of time at a very early age with gay, theater-hopeful thirty-somethings. — Darren Criss

Savory ... that's a swell word. And Basil and Betel. Capsicum. Curry. All great. But Relish, now, Relish with a capital R. No argument, that' the best. — Ray Bradbury

I don't know why we'd need so many more prisons when the crooks seem so happy in the Senate. — Jack Layton

Photography, for me, is something I can control fully. It's wholly my own expressions. — Mia Wasikowska

And thus it happens that the reader, the closer he comes to the novel's end, the more he wishes he were back in the summer with which it begins, and finally, instead of following the hero onto the cliffs of suicide, joyfully turns back to that summer, content to stay there forever. — Franz Kafka

[B]eing the member of the church means belonging to a messed-up group, an untidy gathering of people like you or me who continually fail to live up to the ideal. But we keep coming just for that reason; we need the help and forgiveness that flow from the offering of Christ. — Don Talafous

You need to be happy with yourself or you'll never be able to be happy in a relationship. — Taylor Swift

I don't watch television. And certainly not ads; I loathe advertising. — John Hodgman

When you say you agree to a thing in principle you mean that you have not the slightest intention of carrying it out in practice. — Otto Von Bismarck

Edwina knew things with Greg had just about run their course. She'd bedded him, and bought him clothes, and now it was time for the polite push out the door. Of course she wished her latest conquest all the best. If he was lucky, Greg would just fall right into some other powerful woman's bed. If not ... well, if not he'd just have to do the old-fashioned thing and look for work. Though darling Greggy-poo didn't really seem the type. Edwina studied him while he slept by the pool, drinking in that tight behind and those bulging muscles for the last time. The trouble with younger men, she thought, was that they were so damned good at sex that they really didn't have to be good at anything else. — Barbara Taylor Bradford