A Quote by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world - it is thin. — © Edna St. Vincent Millay
Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world - it is thin.
I'm a thin-crust pizza guy. I respect people who like thick crust, but in my view it's mostly bread.
I almost threw up the first time I set foot inside the University of California, San Francisco's Comprehensive Care Center and joined the stream of thin, slow-moving, low-voiced, gray-skinned people. I didn't want to be one of the pitied, the struck-down.
You go on. You set one foot in front of the other, and if a thin voice cries out, somewhere behind you, you pretend not to hear, and keep going.
You must pre-bake the bottom crust of a custard pie, but this is a tricky step in the pie-making process. Without the presence of filling the crust can slump down into the plate as it bakes, necessitating pie weights to help keep its shape. Then, once you remove the weights to blind bake the crust, the bottom puffs.
One great blemish in the popular mind of America and the prolific parent of an innumerable brood of evils, is Universal Distrust . . . you no sooner set up an idol firmly, than you are sure to pull it down and dash it into fragments: and this because directly you reward a benefactor, or a public servant, you distrust him, merely because he is rewarded . . . . Any man who attains a high place among you, from the President downwards, may date his downfall from that moment.
Leave not a foot of verse, a foot of stone, A Page, a Grave, that they can call their own; But spread, my sons, your glory thin or thick, On passive paper, or on solid brick.
How thin is the crust of order over the fires of human appetite and the lust for naked power.
Distrust that man who tells you to distrust. He takes the measure of his own small soul, and thinks the world no larger.
Thin crust, provolone cheese, marinara sauce - it's just a St. Louis thing. That's what I grew up eating.
Pizza is definitely my favorite food. I usually go with a pepperoni and sausage mix. But I love the New York-style thin crust.
You never come back, not all the way. Always there is an odd distance between you and the people you love and the people you meet, a barrier thin as the glass of a mirror, you never come all the way out of the mirror; you stand, for the rest of your life, with one foot in this world and no one in another, where everything is upside down and backward and sad.
All civilization has from time to time become a thin crust over a volcano of revolution.
The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one's own country as a foreign land.
The thin and precarious crust of decency is all that separates any civilization, however impressive, from the hell of anarchy or systematic tyranny which lie in wait beneath the surface .
I can't set one foot out of my house or anywhere in the world without security.
It was all too easy to make things up, it was like skating on thin ice, it was like doing dainty pirouettes on a brittle crust over water thousands of fathoms deep.
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