Top 679 Egg Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

I'm very much a person who walks on egg shells.

Don't kill the goose that lays the golden egg.

I'm not a nest-egg person.

I was a bad egg. I didn't like going to class.

I make egg whites... that's about it.

Leaving the complications of the human breakfast-table out of account, in an elemental sense, the egg only exists to produce the chicken. But the chicken does not exist only in order to produce another egg. He may also exist to amuse himself, to praise God, and even to suggest ideas to a French dramatist. Being a conscious life, he is, or may be, valuable in himself.

I have a nest egg, and I don't buy above my means.

Man is on earth as in an egg.

An egg is always an adventure; the next one may be different.

An unhatched egg is to me the greatest challenge in life.

I still think an Egg McMuffin is the best breakfast.

Is an egg a vegetable?

I would like to throw an egg into an electric fan.

We call 'Ain't No Mountain' the golden egg that landed us at Motown.

Early on, they were timing my contract with an egg timer.

Never met an egg I didn't like.

We must be careful what we say. No bird resumes its egg.

An egg white omelet with vegetables is one of my favorite breakfasts.

My go-to, I eat a lot of boiled eggs, egg whites.

If I have to lay an egg for my country, I'll do it.

An egg boiled very soft is not unwholesome.

Today life opened inside me like an egg.

From the egg to the apple.

He blinked a few times, each motion so slow that he was never quite sure if he’d get his eyes open again. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. Funny how he was only just realizing it. Funnier still that he couldn’t seem to summon any concern for her maidenly sensibilities. She might be blushing. He couldn’t tell. It was too dark to see. But it didn’t matter. This was Honoria. She was a good egg. A sensible egg. She wouldn’t be scarred forever by the sight of his chest.

I’m frightened of eggs, worse than frightened; they revolt me. That round white thing without any holes, and when you break it, inside there’s that yellow thing, round, without any holes… Brrr! Have you ever seen anything more revolting than an egg yolk breaking and spilling its yellow liquid? Blood is jolly, red. But egg yolk is yellow, revolting. I’ve never tasted it.

I really loved it because it really informed his way of seeing my character and the story. If you look closely he always had this metaphor of an egg, of a little chick pecking her way out of a shell, and in one scene in the kitchen there are all these white plates on a wall and then in the middle there is a yellow plate so even that looks like an egg. And a lot of the furniture was almost sculpted in that way as well. It was really cool to see that.

There's nothing like simple spicy egg bhurji.

Spare feast! a radish and an egg.

The egg cackles and lays the chicken.

Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg until it is broken.

Socialism is in no way a curate's egg

The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.

An egg today is better than a hen to-morrow.

You don't have to lay an egg to know if it tastes good.

Don't count your chickens before they egg.

The egg of a bird hatches only when the chick within is ready

An Egg to day is better than a Hen to-morrow.

Truth! Freedom! Justice! And a hard-boiled egg!

Pumpkin spice lattes are egg nog for morning people.

It's improper to use the egg roll for political purposes.

It's like the brooding hen sitting over a china egg.

It takes one hen to lay an egg, but seven men to sell it.

A Royal Commission is a broody hen sitting on a china egg.

Having a baby isn't so bad. If you're a female Emperor penguin in the Antarctic. She lays the egg, rolls it over to the father, then takes off for warmer weather where she eats and eats and eats. For two months, the father stands stiff, without food, blind in the 24-hour dark, balancing the egg on his feet. After the little penguin is hatched, the mother sees fit to come home.

I'd like to describe a sort of life 20 years ago as being a fried egg. There was a yolk and a white and the white was maybe work, and the yolk was life. Today, it's more of an omelet. It's more mixed and it's more interspersed and I think that that's a more interesting state of being and for some people, they'll say well I want the crisp, fried egg approach to life.

The asymmetry of time, the arrow that points from past to future, plays an unmistakable role in our everyday lives: it accounts for why we cannot turn an omelet into an egg, why ice cubes never spontaneously unmelt in a glass of water, and why we remember the past but not the future. And the origin of the asymmetry we experience can be traced all the way back to the orderliness of the universe near the big bang. Every time you break an egg, you are doing observational cosmology.

I'm technically a vegan, but I do eat egg if it's in things.

Life is an egg you have to be patient and careful with it or it will break.

The goose lays the golden egg. Payrolls make consumers.

For some artists the live performance is the chicken before the egg of writing or recording of repertoire. For other artists the writing or recording of repertoire is the chicken before the egg of live performance.

I always like stories where the egg ends up on my face.

Man comes not from an egg but from an animalcule that is found in male sperm.

He that steals an egg will steal an ox.

Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.

Nothing stimulates the practiced cook's imagination like an egg.

With their tinted windows up, the cars of the rich go like dark eggs down the roads of Delhi. Every now and then an egg will crack open a woman's hand, dazzling with gold bangles, stretches out an open window, flings an empty mineral water bottle onto the road and then the window goes up, and the egg is resealed.

I don't think I'm a bad egg.

Every director bites the hand that lays the golden egg.

The egg it is the source of all To everyone's ancestral hall.

For how tiny the world, This ant's egg-and the sky!