Food Fetish Quotes & Sayings

I said, I ain't buyin' no chocolate covered cherries."
"Oh, come on. You know you want to."
D shook his head like Jack was just too much to be believed. "I do not either want to, and them candies makes me think of my grandmother, so it's real fuckin' weird that you turned 'em inta some kinda sex fantasy, okay? 'Cause then I get all mixed up in my head where I'm in my grandma's livin' room makin' Play-Doh french fries while you suck my dick and that's just ten kinds of wrong. Even I ain't that fucked up."
Jack laughed. "Not yet you aren't." He looked at D's face, smiling with him. — Jane Seville

I hate 'foodie' because it's cute, like pretty much all diminutives associated with eating. 'Veggies,' 'sammies,' 'parm.' I eat food, and I cook it: it's for eating, preferably with friends, and I don't make a fetish out of it. — Steve Albini

If I got a flight to catch and I just bought a half o-z, I'll smoke it all - I can't get weed on a plane, 'cause I've been red-flagged. — Method Man

Our current identification system is so disjointed that the World Trade Center terrorists had a total of 63 valid driver's licenses between them. — Jack Kingston

Some one has killed herself for love of you. I wish that I had ever had such an experience. — Oscar Wilde

Maybe Soto was right. It was silly to make a fetish out of love, and not to accept that love was like food, and each dish had its own flavor. The heart surely had room for more than one. — Ken Liu

What's beyond logic happens beneath will;
nor can these moments be translated: i say
that even after April
by God there is no excuse for May — E. E. Cummings

We all need a splash of bad taste. No taste is what I am against. — Diana Vreeland

I believe that national sovereignties will shrink in the face of universal interdependence. — Jacques-Yves Cousteau

I wanted to write about looking at the world, so it's more about helping people, or persuading people, to see what is around us; both the marvellous and the terrible. — John Berger

marked New Carrolton just about to close its doors, and did another jump-roll between them, once again - you guessed it - landing on the same shoulder. It felt as if it were attached to my body by two painful threads, and it pulsed like the rhythm track at a nightclub. I was sitting on the floor, wincing and making very awful, howl-and-screech-type noises, all of which would have drawn considerable attention in many other venues. However, this was the Washington, DC subway. Several people stared, but not for long. They averted their eyes as I rose and looked around, all dreadfully afraid that I might do something to them. Did I mention that my shoulder hurt like hell? If I didn't, then I should, and even if I did, I should probably emphasize it. Because it was practically all I could think of. I could just feel the blood rushing into it, but I didn't want to examine it, for fear that I might — Dale Wiley

It would have been a difficult matter for Mr. Pontellier to define to his own satisfaction or any one else's wherein his wife failed in her duty toward their children. It was something which he felt rather than perceived, and he never voiced the feeling without subsequent regret and ample atonement. — Kate Chopin

With the crowds on your side, it's easier to play up to your potential. — Julius Erving