A Quote by John Rzeznik

If Life hands you a lemon, throw it at someone — © John Rzeznik
If Life hands you a lemon, throw it at someone
My dad always said, If someone hands you a lemon, make lemonade. Plus that also works wonderfully as a metaphor.
When life hands you a lemon, squeeze it and make lemonade.
When life hands you a lemon, say, 'Oh yeah, I like lemons! What else ya got?
When someone hands you a flyer, it's like they're saying here you throw this away.
You picked a lemon, throw it away lemonade is overrated. Freaks should remain at the circus, not in your apartment. You already have one asshole. You don’t need another. Make a space in your life for the glorious things you deserve. Have faith.
When fate hands you a lemon, make lemonade.
When fate hands us a lemon, let's try to make lemonade.
My rule is you want someone whos got both feet on the ground. An ideal girlfriend might be someone who works in the business and can understand what youre going through but is not an actor themselves - is willing to run lines with you but when you start acting crazy, they throw up their hands and take you for what you are and be accepting.
I'm doing something with Kris Jenner's cookbook. We'e going to do a whole week of my favourite stuff because everybody knows I love to eat. Her lemon cake is so insane. I hate lemon and when I go to her house I eat lemon cake. There's nothing better.
Throw your hands up in the air and celebrate life.
'When you have a lemon, make a lemonade.' That is what a great educator does. But the fool does the exact opposite. If he finds that life has handed him a lemon, he gives up and says, 'I 'm beaten. It is fate. I haven't got a chance.' Then he proceeds to rail against the world and indulge in an orgy of self-pity .
I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.
The Supreme Court refuses to abandon its convoluted Lemon test. The Lemon test has created havoc, misunderstanding, and hostility toward religion.
My nickname was Liz Lemon. When I would go for a takedown or get in there to 'ground and pound,' I would make this disgustingly horrible face like I sucked on a lemon.
My love of baking might have originated with my grandmother. She had a lemon tree growing in her backyard, and one of my favorite memories is of picking lemons together and then baking lemon bars.
Don't throw yourself at someone because of who you think they are, throw yourself at someone because you know you're both in it for the memories.
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