The sublime and the ridiculous are often so nearly related, that it is difficult to class them separately. One step above the sublime makes the ridiculous, and one step above the ridiculous makes the sublime again.
There's only a step from the sublime to the ridiculous, but there's no road leading from the ridiculous to the sublime.
I love eating chocolate cake and ice cream after a show. I almost justify it in my mind as, 'You were a good boy onstage and you did your show, so now you can have some cake and ice cream.'
It was Tottenham at home. I thought: 'Please don't go on about Tottenham, we all know what Tottenham are about. They are nice and tidy but we'll f****** do them.' Alex came in and said: 'Lads, it's only Tottenham.' And that was it! Brilliant!
At the heart of the ridiculous, the sublime
Every two months, I allow myself a splurge day where I eat thick, doughy pizza from Pizzeria Uno or an ice cream sundae from my store with birthday-cake ice cream, Marshmallow Fluff, and toppings mixed in.
There is only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.
The sublime is only a step removed from the ridiculous.
Only by chancing the ridiculous, can I hope for the sublime.
In a world of travail and cheap wine the ridiculous becomes sublime
All religions are equally sublime to the ignorant, useful to the politician, and ridiculous to the philosopher.
Space doesn't just encompass the sublime and the ridiculous. It erases the line between.
When authors and critics talk of the sublime, they see not how nearly it borders on the ridiculous.
She tells enough white lies to ice a wedding cake.
For me, the cooking life has been a long love affair, with moments both sublime and ridiculous.
In football you need to have everything in your cake mix to make the cake taste right. One little bit of ingredient that Tony uses in his cake that gets talked about all the time is Rory's throw. Call that cinnamon and he's got a cinnamon flavoured cake.