Despair kinda smells like burnt hair. Sounds great, but smells lousy. Now fear... fear you can taste! Let's see, fear kinda tastes like... like peaches, peaches covered with fresh bone marrow
I like Kelela. I like Twigs. I love the more old school; I hate to say old school, but I love Peaches; I love Peaches, I love Cat Power. And there's constantly new things coming up. But there's something so beautifully powerful - for me being a woman, when there's a woman doing something, it really strikes a chord.
When you paint Spring, do not paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots, but just paint Spring. To paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots is to paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots - it is not yet painting Spring.
I have gone into town to buy a few last things we need for the expedition: Peruvian wasp repellent, toothbrushes, canned peaches, and a fireproof canoe. It will take a while to find the peaches, so don't expect me back until dinnertime. Stephano, Gustav's replacement, will arrive today by taxi. Please make him feel welcome. As you know, it is only two days until the expedition, so please work very hard today. Your giddy uncle, Monty
I eat a lot of peaches.
I can no more explain why I like "natural history" than why I like California canned peaches; nor why I do not care for that enormous brand of natural history which deals with invertebrates any more than why I do not care for brandied peaches. All I can say is that almost as soon as I began to read at all I began to like to read about the natural history of beasts and birds and the more formidable or interesting reptiles and fishes.
I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches.
In Hollywood, the women are all peaches. It makes one long for an apple occasionally.
You don't come in here on Sunday with a big banana and expect everything to be peaches.
The first time I heard 'Georgia Peaches,' I absolutely loved it.
Everything isn't always going to be peaches and cream. If it is, then it's fake.
I like my fried chicken, my pizza, my peaches and my gefilte fish.
There are a lot of different sides to me. I don't know if I'm always peaches-and-cream.
Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz
In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed.
Men, like peaches and pears, grow sweet a little while before they begin to decay.