Word Salad Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes I -- I feel caught between the present and the past. Waiting. Hoping. — Laura Frantz

THE ROMANS SALTED their greens, believing this to counteract the natural bitterness, which is the origin of the word salad, salted. — Mark Kurlansky

There are certain things in life that just suck. Pouring a big bowl of Lucky Charms before realizing the milk is expired, the word 'moist,' falling face-first into the salad bar in front of the entire lacrosse team ... — Lauren Morrill

Yes, sorry, I guess I should have mentioned we were going to a vegetarian restaurant. Do you mind?" he asked. What could she say? She'd worked at Howard Johnson's. Her kids used to say if Stouffer's didn't make it, they didn't eat it at their house. "I guess I could have a salad. This is like trying to read a foreign language." She kept turning it back and forth, hoping a page with the word "hamburger" would appear if — Suzanne Jenkins

Part of what interests me is the impulse to dismiss and how often it slides into the very incoherence or hysteria of which women are routinely accused. It would be nice if, say, Rush Limbaugh, who called Sandra Fluke a "slut" and a "prostitute" for testifying to Democrats in Congress about the need to fund birth control and who apparently completely failed to comprehend how birth control works - Limbaugh the word-salad king, the factually challenged, the eternally riled - got called hysterical once in a while. — Rebecca Solnit

The word salad here means any vegetable eaten raw or uncooked, e.g., a bowl of cold pasta in olive oil with a token vegetable is not a salad. I encourage my patients to eat two huge salads a day, with the goal of consuming an entire head of romaine or other green lettuce daily. I — Joel Fuhrman

They also bring to mind what sometimes seems to be a rapt predilection of small but influential cults of intellectuals or esthetes for what is generally regarded as perverse dispirited or distastefully unintelligible. The award of a Nobel Prize in literature to Andre Gide who in his work fervently and openly insists that pederasty is the superior and preferable way of life for adolescent boys furnishes a memorable example of such judgments. Renowned critics and some professors in our best universities reverently acclaim as the superlative expression of genius James Joyce's Finnegan's Wake a 628page collection of erudite gibberish indistinguishable to most people from the familiar word salad produced by hebephrenic patients on the back wards of any state hospital. — Hervey M. Cleckley

What I will not do is continue to perpetuate stereotypes. I'm the daughter of a maid; why do I have to also play a maid? My mom was a maid so I didn't have to be a maid. — Gina Rodriguez

An acquired taste, this dense Jabberwocky-ish word salad is a political allegory about a populace that's been pharmaceutically duped into believing its wretched world is wonderful. — Manohla Dargis

The Universe is populated by innumerable suns, innumerable earths, and perhaps, innumerable forms of life. That thought expresses the essence of the Copernican revolution. No revelation more striking has ever come from the scientific mind. — Robert Jastrow

Believe it or not, missy, back in my salad days, I was what we called a gay blade, he says. Had a fine manly figger. I had dash an charm an ... oh, I was devilish handsome, no word of a lie. Females flocked to me, helpless moths to my deadly flame.
There you go, says Em. You jest need to scrub up some. — Moira Young

More word salad. Even when he seems just fine, the dementia simmers underneath, waiting to burst out. — Lindsay Eagar

Knowing me is easy. You can still twist your hair and feel silly. Look up the word tacky and have a salad. But when we're together you pull bread apart with your fingers into bites sometimes so small I gotta remind you, Peach, it is okay to be hungry. — Buddy Wakefield

What I'm saying is: go barefoot. Or walk out with a handstand. Live in possibility and in constant proximity to desire. Don't just dream; burn your dreams. Heat your life with that fire. — Brad Cran

But now, this time, finally, he felt the anguish and pain thrusting out from deep inside, consciously, knowingly; an emotional agony boiled up within, churned and frenzied by the overwhelming realisation that things should not have been this way; that there was nothing inevitable about this outcome. — Martin Andrews