A Quote by Duane Allman

Every time I'm in Georgia, I eat a peach for peace. — © Duane Allman
Every time I'm in Georgia, I eat a peach for peace.
There ain't no revolution, only evolution, but every time I'm in Georgia I eat a peach for peace.
A Georgia peach, a real Georgia peach, a backyard great-grandmother's orchard peach, is as thickly furred as a sweater, and so fluent and sweet that once you bite through the flannel, it brings tears to your eyes.
My parents live out in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of this peach orchard. It's actually Peach County, one of the largest peach-growing counties in Georgia. It's very rural, and there is nothing much going on, so I guess that's had a big influence on everything as far as just not having much to do.
My grandmother would shanghai pilots at the Havana airport so they'd bring me cartons of mango baby food - the only kind I'd eat. I learned to eat peach later. And in every carton, she'd slip a Cuban record.
I had a little Richard and that black piano, oh that sweet Georgia Peach, and the boy form Tupelo.
Talking about peace might not be exciting... some say you don't eat peace, but without peace, you don't eat at all.
It was pretty surreal because The Allman Brothers' 'Eat A Peach' and 'Live At The Fillmore East', and the Eric Clapton 'Layla' record was the music I grew up hearing all the time.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
Every morning, I eat one fat-free yogurt with a sliced peach when peaches are in season, and one thin slice of whole-wheat bread. The same thing. I don't want to get fat. And I want to keep my fitness.
One does a whole painting for one peach and people think just the opposite - that particular peach is but a detail.
My former health minister, Kamran Bagheri Lankarani, is like a peach. I love to eat him.
I'll always be a Georgia girl at heart, but I live in Los Angeles full time. My parents still live in Georgia, so I go home as often as I can.
I have to admit that I can't take a whole fig and eat it on its own as I would a peach or mango. It's just too much.
When you eat, I want you to think of God, of the holiness of hands that feed us, of the provision we are given every time we eat. When you eat bread and you drink wine, I want you to think about the body and the blood every time, not just when the bread and wine show up in church, but when they show up anywhere- on a picnic table or a hardwood floor or a beach.
This peace is not the absence of anything. Real peace is the presence of something beautiful. Both peace and the thirst for it have been in the heart of every human being in every century and every civilization.
I've always had this American-pie face that would get work in commercials... I'd say things like, 'Hi, Marge, how's your laundry?' and 'Hi, I'm a real nice Georgia peach.' Sometimes this work is one step above being a cocktail waitress.
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