Top 957 Bell Jar Quotes & Sayings - Page 6

I visualized high school as being like 'Saved By the Bell.' I decided I would do all the things they did on that show.

My mom is a science teacher in high school, and one of my brothers works in optics at Bell Labs, and so I was always surrounded by it.

Empty?! You took all the cookies!" "They were crying to get out of the jar... Cookies get claustrophobia too, you know!

If I have pizza or Taco Bell one day, I'll have home-cooked meals the next. I try to listen to what my body craves.

Let the other guy have whatever he wants before the fight. Once the bell rings he's gonna be disappointed anyway.

Maybe one of the strangest opportunities was I got to ring the closing bell on the New York Stock Exchange.

Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back.

I don't know when pepper mills in a restaurant got to be right behind frankincense and myrrh in prominence. It used to be in a little jar that sat next to the salt on the table and everyone passed it around, sneezed, and it was no big deal.

Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper's bell of an approaching looter.

Le'Veon Bell, as we have seen through the years when healthy, is such a dynamic player not just out of the backfield, but as a receiver.

I realized I had it made because you don't have to destroy anything to get honey. You can just use the same things over and over again, put it in a quart canning jar, and you've got $12.

Good thoughts are blessed guests, and should be heartily welcomed, well fed, and much sought after. Like rose leaves, they give out a sweet smell if laid up in the jar of memory.

Gretta sits herself down at the table. Robert has arranged everything she needs: a plate, a knife, a bowl with a spoon, a pat of butter, a jar of jam. It is in such small acts of kindness that people know they are loved.

In For Whom the Bell Tolls, Hemingway cozies up to revolution by romanticizing it (and not only with those execrable love scenes).

Some consider UNIX to be the second most important invention to come out of AT&T Bell Labs after the transistor.

Alexander Graham Bell was the first person to ever sarcastically say hello. Hellooo, I invented the telephone!

All the pre-made sauces in a jar, and frozen and canned vegetables, processed meats, and cheeses which are loaded with artificial ingredients and sodium can get in the way of a healthy diet. My number one advice is to eat fresh, and seasonally.

He never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play his guitar like he was ringing a bell.

Just look at herbal remedies. It's essentially a throwback. It's saying you go to a plant and you mush it up and you stick it in the jar and you sell it and you eat it and it's going to cure what ails you. And that's the kind of stuff that people believed in the early 19th century.

Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never!

The act of bell ringing is symbolic of all proselytizing religions. It implies the pointless interference with the quiet of other people.

So you treat your love like a firefly, like it only gets to shine for a little while. Catch it in a mason jar, with holes in the top, and run like hell to show it off.

It's a lot harder to stick to my regime when I'm travelling, so when I'm home, I make sure that when I wake up in the morning, I drink one litre of water with lemon to cleanse my body from the inside, and then I'll have a big jar of vegetable juice.

Bell's theorem...proves that quantum theory requires connections that appear to resemble telepathic communication.

The pressure on language to deteriorate does not come merely from below, from the "democratic" lev-elers. It comes also from above, from the fancy jar-gonmongers, idle game players, fashionable coteries for second-rate intellectuals.

I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.

It's a reflex. Hear a bell, get food. See an undead, throw a knife. Same thing, really.

The next time the novelist rings the bell I will not stir though the meeting-house burn down.

Every time you hear a bell ring, it means that some angel's just got his wings.

My mum has a cupboard in her house, and you have to fight an avalanche of tea whenever you open it. I go through eight teas a day because I like having something in my hands when I'm working, and it stops me going for the cookie jar.

If there were dreams to sell, Merry and sad to tell, And the crier rung his bell, What would you buy?

Everyone can have a rough day at the office, as they say. I've had those myself many times when the bell rings.

Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch, his rattle-note unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar.

It's nice to know there's a way to pay the bills other than third-and-8 and getting your bell rung.

As to Bell's talking telegraph, it only creates interest in scientific circles... its commercial values will be limited.

I'm just totally into being strong. There's something about wanting to get a jar or whatever out of a high cupboard, or moving a sofa over because my dog's bone rolled under it, and not having to call anyone for help. There's comfort in that.

I liked looking on at other people in crucial situations. If there was a road accident or a street fight or a baby pickled in a laboratory jar for me to look at, I'd stop and look so hard I never forgot it.

Like its breakfast companion Marmite, jam seems to divide the crowds. In many of its mass-produced guises, it seems barely acquainted with the fruit named on the jar, tasting mostly of sugar.

Beauty is a fading flower,Truth is but a wizard's tower,Where a solemn death-bell tolls,And a forest round it rolls.

You don't want to look back at your years with regrets. Regrets have no place in your memory jar.

Everything I do, in the middle of it, I lose all objectivity. The business of comedy is kind of ridiculous in that respect. Your job is to have a lot of fun in a jar, then sell it. There's something inherently illogical and impossible about that, but that being said, this is as good as it gets.

The apricot's fleetingly short harvest - only a few weeks long - explains the urge to save the season in a jar. But cooked fruit, no matter how expertly preserved, can never measure up to the flawlessness of its fresh counterpart.

I remember where I was when I wrote that story, 'Mermaid in a Jar.' I was at a boyfriend's, and he was the only boy I ever dated who was rich, and his parents had a ski chalet, and I just didn't know how to break up with him, so I decided I would be celibate.

I used 'Saved by the Bell: The College Years' as my reference point really for my 'Fresh Meat' experience.

Innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.

The people who make the greatest wines in the world, they love their dirt, they pick it up, they coddle it, they kiss it, they put it in a jar and it sits on their mantle in the living room, because they know. They know.

At the end of the day, 'Rocky' is a love story, and he could never have reached the final bell without Adrian.

On a hot day in Virginia, I know nothing more comforting than a fine spiced pickle, brought up trout-like from the sparkling depths of the aromatic jar below the stairs of Aunt Sally's cellar.

The great bell of Beaulieu was ringing. Far away through the forest might be heard its musical clangor and swell.

Contrast warm to cool. Make color sing, ring like a bell. Work from big to small.

One thing I liked about 'Silver Bell' is that I barely knew how to play in the tuning I was writing in, and I just went for it anyway.

I am lucky to be what I am! Thank goodness I'm not just a clam, or a ham, or a dusty jar of sour gooseberry jam! I am what I am - that's a great thing to be!

When I played for the Steelers and I got my bell rung, I'd take smelling salts and go right back out there.

The milk of kindness flows through my body, I shall follow Jesus to the Taco Bell and give thanks.

The stupid thief wears the sheep bell around his neck! Such stupidity of the bad is always good for the society!

It's not what you say or how you act. At the end of the day, when all is said and done, it's what you do when the bell rings that really matters.

He hung up on her. She'd just been hung up on by a disembodied brain in a jar. Fantastic.

In 'For Whom the Bell Tolls,' Hemingway cozies up to revolution by romanticizing it (and not only with those execrable love scenes).

I never hear the rattling of dice that it does not sound to me like the funeral bell of the whole family.

Like a church bell, a coffin, and a vat of melted chocolate, a supply closet is rarely a comfortable place to hide.