A Quote by Jonathan Swift

Promises and pie-crust are made to be broken. — © Jonathan Swift
Promises and pie-crust are made to be broken.
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.
Prayers and promises. The one his sister made to him. The unspoken one I made to my sister. Prayers are promises, too, and these are the days of broken promises.
This world is full of broken things: broken hearts, broken promises, broken people.
Satan promises the best, but pays with the worst; he promises honor, and pays with disgrace; he promises pleasure, and pays with pain; he promises profit, and pays with loss, he promises life, and pays with death. But God pays as he promises; all his payments are made in pure gold.
Enemies' promises were made to be broken.
I always say that love is like the meat in a pie,” Freddy put in. “The crust is what people see—the practical things that hold a couple together. But love is the important part—without it you’ve got a meatless pie, and what’s the point of that?” “Why, Freddy,” Minerva said, “that was almost profound.
Sermons are like pie-crust, the shorter the better.
Statistics are to baseball what a flaky crust is to Mom's apple pie.
The problem with promises is that once you've made one, it's bound to be broken. It's like an unspoken cosmic rule.
I'm pretty proud of my pie crust. I think I've finally learned how to manhandle it just enough.
Never say 'no' to pie. No matter what, wherever you are, diet-wise or whatever, you know what? You can always have a small piece of pie, and I like pie. I don't know anybody who doesn't like pie. If somebody doesn't like pie, I don't trust them. I'll bet you Vladimir Putin doesn't like pie.
I could think whatever I wanted to, but realized that any promises I made myself were destined to be broken.
I love pie. Definitely apple pie, but sweet potato pie - really any pie.
Every Indian outbreak that I have ever known has resulted from broken promises and broken treaties by the government.
She mediated, by turns, on broken promises and broken arches, phaetons and false hangings, Tilneys and trap-doors.
Of all the rash and midnight promises made in the name of love, none, Boone now knew, was more certain to be broken than "I'll never leave you.
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