Smooth Like Butter Quotes & Sayings

The people who make wars, the people who reduce their fellows to slavery, the people who kill and torture and tell lies in the name of their sacred causes, the really evil people in a word - these are never the publicans and the sinners. No, they're the virtuous, respectable men, who have the finest feelings, the best brains, the noblest ideals. — Aldous Huxley

You know, people come to Italy for all sorts of reasons, but when they sat, it's for the same two things."
"What?"
"Love and gelato. — Jenna Evans Welch

Danger is the very basis of superstition. It produces a searching after help supernaturally when human means are no longer supposed to be available. — Benjamin Haydon

I never wanted Mary Poppins to be my nanny. I wanted to be her when I grew up. — Anita Diament

You may thank God you didn't want to be an actor, Tom, because you would have been a very bad one. You worked it out at Thanksgiving, I guess, when you were all together. And it's working smooth as butter. I see Will's hand in this. Don't tell me if you don't want to."
"I wasn't in favor of it," said Tom.
"It doesn't sound like you," his father said. "You'd be for scattering the truth out in the sun for me to see. Don't tell the others I know." He turned away and then came back and put his hand on Tom's shoulder. "Thank you for wanting to honor me with the truth, my son. It's not clever but it's more permanent. — John Steinbeck

The best use anyone can make of any day is to enjoy it - and then spread that joy to others. — John Kremer

Good Evening, Mark." Jesus. Just like that. Smooth like butter. Ruxs looked up from his menu at the deep mellow voice that rolled over his body and settled deep inside him. His smile was so large, his partner ended up mimicking him. Green's smile was wide. His perfect white teeth shone bright in the dim restaurant. Ruxs — A.E. Via

There is no evidence of any kind except that is directed toward Oswald. — John Sherman Cooper

YES. BECAUSE THAT'S HOW I ROLL. LIKE A SUAVE THING. In fact, from here on, please forward my mail to 1 Suave Hill, Suave Boulevard, Suavieland, Planet of She's-So-Smooth-I-Can't-Believe-She's-Not-Butter. — Michele Jaffe

you clutter my mind
thoughts of you, thoughts of me with you
thoughts that keep me from rest
that ull me to sleep at night
your words are like butter
they're smooth and they're rich
and they make the bitter bits better — Madisen Kuhn

[On Dutch flat poetry]: It is too smooth and blubbery; it reads like butter-milk gurgling from a jug. — Mark Twain