Top 759 Mud Pies Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

Do you think Radiohead is my whole goddamn life? I also have a roadside cart where I sell apples and mincemeat pies.

I can make cookies and do easy stuff. Pies are very specific and hard to do well though.

Then how can you ever know about the beautiful goodness of Mud? How bad it wants to be things. How bad it wants to get on your legs and arms and take your footprints and handprints and how bad it wants you to make it alive! Mud is always ready to play with you. Seriously you should try it!

Bureaucrats: they are dead at 30 and buried at 60. They are like custard pies; you can't nail them to a wall.

Where subtlety fails us we must simply make do with cream pies.

If you want to raise a man from mud and filth, do not think it is enough to stay on top and reach a helping hand down to him. You must go all the way down yourself, down into mud and filth. Then take hold of him with strong hands and pull him and yourself out into the light.

It's a hard slog doing promotion, but its nothing compared to working in a factory packing meat pies or whatever.

Say no to death pies. Another good motto.

Let's be honest: you can't celebrate fall without it's leading role - pumpkin! You can incorporate this flavor of the season in so many ways, from candles to lattes, pies to decorations.

As Global Warming raises temparatures, it takes longer to cool pies on window sills, and I wonder if this whole thing was caused by hobos.

I started the Pies Descalzos foundation in Colombia when I was 18, and since then I have been very involved in the crusade for education.

I think I could eat one of Bellamy's veal pies.

Say you're working for a big overseas aid organization. You can't leave home in a Mercedes Benz, travel 80 kilometers to work in a great concrete structure where there are diesel engines thundering in the basement just to keep it cool enough for you to work in, and plan mud huts for Africa! You can't get the mud huts right if you haven't got things right where you are. You've got to get things right, working for you, and then go and say what that is.

Tyrion Lannister could not have been more astonished if Aegon the Conqueror himself had burst into the room, riding on a dragon and juggling lemon pies.

Commonplace objects are constantly changing… The pies, for example, we now see, are not going to be around forever. We are merely used to the idea that things do not change.

Boston: Their hotels are bad. Their pumpkin pies are delicious. Their poetry is not so good.

It is one of the most hauntingly beautiful places in the world, the history is fascinating, the men are handsome and the whisky is delicious. But don't eat the macaroni pies.

I know that I am essentially a sort of fun-loving person who really just wants to sit around and eat pies.

You will not! It's wrong." "What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff?

I grew up to the smell of doughnuts, scones, pies, and bread.

Nobody can fail to lose weight in the jungle, unless they've got a secret stash of pork pies somewhere.

You can remain in the world for any number of years, but don't let the world take hold. Don't let the world take hold of the inside world. There is the example of the lotus. It stays deep down in the mud. It comes up to the light, and it can't stay without water because it would die. But it does not get mixed up either with the mud or the water. You have seen the lotus; even if the water comes it just goes off again. Now, when they talk of God, they always say 'the lotus eyes, the lotus feet' because of this inner significance.

I try not to buy pork pies but sometimes I fail.

Gooseberries aren't just for creamy desserts and pies.

Man was not put on this planet to toil in the mud. Or the god who put us on this planet to toil in the mud is no god I want to have any part of. It's some kind of gnostic demon. It's some kind of cannibalistic demiurge that should be thoroughly renounced and rejected.

If you come to Plum Village in the summertime, you see many lotus flowers. Without the mud the lotus flowers cannot grow. You cannot separate lotus flowers from the mud. It is the same with understanding and love. These are two kinds of flowers that grow on the ground of suffering

I think they should put pies on the fronts of trains, so that when they hit something it's at least a little bit funny.

Picture your grandmother in Hell, baking pies... without an oven.

Few people know this about me, but I love baking pies.

What memories for mud to have.

As an actor you have to get used to receiving gentle little pies in the face.

And if wishes were pies, I`d weigh more than I do. Sir Myles of Barony Olau

I could grow my own patch, make some apple pies and start selling them at the local country fair.

I always wanted to host a show, throw whipped-cream pies. Theater is not my cup of tea.

When the mind is turbulent, uncontrolled and restless, it is like a pond of water that is filled with mud. Therefore when we look within ourselves, all we perceive is the mud of our material conceptions of life. But when the mind is still through discipline, and through yoga, it is like a pond that has no waves and no turbulence. Then we can perceive through that crystal clear water the eternal nature of our soul.

In Dallas, I eat bean soup and bean pies every day. On Saturdays, I treat myself to a veggie pizza.

There is no single formula for good sentence. An invisible integument that gives the sentence wholeness and musicality, sometimes. But other times, the formula is almost purely one of context. And yet other times, of sheer precision of meaning. This is a good sentence: "Just as he was settling into the warm mud of alcoholic gloom, Shrike caught his arm." "Warm mud of alcoholic gloom" is exact and right and accurate.

Crisps, pies, pizzas, coke - I was a bit of a human dustbin. But my philosophy was: 'Ach, I'll burn it off at training.' And I did.

The opportunity was too perfect to miss. Harry crept silently around behind Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, bent down, and scooped a large handful of mud out of the path. 'We were just talking about your friend Hagrid,' Malfoy said to Ron. 'Just trying to imagine what he's saying to the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures. D'you think he'll cry when they cut off his hippogriff's—' SPLAT. Malfoy's head jerked back as the mud hit him; his silverblond hair was suddenly dripping in muck.

If you come back to me, I'll never leave you", I whispered into the furry ear. "I'll make you all the pies you could ever eat.

Pasteboard pies and paper flowers are being banished from the stage by the growth of that power of accurate observation which is commonly called cynicism by those who have not got it...

I was at Woodstock. In the mud.

I don't want to spend my life not having good food going into my pie hole. That hole was made for pies.

Most comedians want to be the architect of their own embarrassment. They have horrible self-esteem issues. I would rather push myself into the mud. I don't want to be pushed into the mud. I think that is probably true. I think most people struggle with self-acceptance. But comedians get a chance to self externalize.

I can't keep my fingers out of any pies.

Let's stop for a moment to admire the rotating pies.

There's a perception that British pies suffer from mediocrity, and historically they have. We're trying to re-educate people about what pie is.

We resort, frankly, to pies, which is a comedy staple that's gone back, I guess, to since the first pie was ever baked.

As a child, I have always wanted to have my fingers in many pies, and working on television was always on my checklist.

God's got his hands in a lot of human pies.

Surprisingly I've never really stolen anything. One time when I was really young, I was walking down the street, found a GI Joe in the mud, and took it home and I was like, "I got a GI Joe!" And then my great grandmother was like, "You stole that." I said, "What are you talking about?" and she said, "That's not yours." I'm like, "But I found it!" She's like, "But it's not yours, and therefore you stole it." So I just went and put it right back in the mud where I found it.

Wishes of one's old life wither and shrivel like old leaves if they are not replaced with new wishes when the world changes. And the world always changes. Wishes get slimy, and their colors fade, and soon they are just mud, like all the rest of the mud, and not wishes at all, but regrets. The trouble is, not everyone can tell when they ought to launder their wishes. Even when one finds oneself in Fairyland and not at home at all, it is not always so easy to remember to catch the world in it's changing and change with it.

We've talked through the fact that our family will be attacked. Our family will be dragged through the mud. My businesses that I've helped build and create will be attacked and dragged through the mud. That's politics. I don't spend a lot of time worrying about it or thinking about it.

You might be a redneck if you think that beef jerky and Moon Pies are two of the major food groups.

She dries her eyes and bakes her pies and leaves 'em on the window sill

I've got my finger in a lot of pies.

It's like growing lotus flowers. You cannot grow lotus flowers on marble. You have to grow them on the mud. Without mud you cannot have lotus flowers. Without suffering, you have no way to learn how to be understanding and compassionate.

I don't know how much you know about me, but I kind of have my fingers in a lot of different pies.

Good apple pies are a considerable part of our domestic happiness.

I've got my fingers in many pies and I'm very excited about creating stuff and watching it blossom and bloom and harvest it and get on with the next thing.