Quotes and Sayings about Asparagus

I never complained about people comparing me to asparagus. Because talking of asparagus... the head is the most important part.

What about this: a tribe of asparagus children, but they're self-conscious about the way their pee smells.

Asparagus inspires gentle thoughts.

Asparagus, tender and green, a true gift from nature. Its delicate taste enchants the palate, and its elegant shape delights the eye. A symbol of spring and new beginnings. Asparagus evokes memories of shared meals and invites us to savor every bite. With each mouthful, one can feel the love that goes into its preparation. Asparagus, a true delicacy!

Drenched in delicate green, the regal asparagus emerges from the earth. With royal grace, it is harvested, destined to grace noble plates. Its delicate flavor seduces even the most discerning palates. A true symphony of flavors and textures. Oh, asparagus, you are truly a vegetable fit for royalty!

Asparagus, you noble veggie fair,
Green and white, so delicate and rare.
In spring, you sprout from the ground,
A feast for palates all around.

Your aroma entices, enchants the air,
A pleasure so delicate and rare.
Boiled, fried, grilled with ease,
Asparagus, you enhance any dish, please.

Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they're gone.

And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.

In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.

The Germans have six months of winter and six months of no summer.

If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance.

Summer is a promissory note signed in June, its long days spent and gone before you know it, and due to be repaid next January.

Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.

Summer is the time when it is too hot to do the job that it was too cold to do last winter.

It feels like I'm under-summered again.

Summer is for everyone. No matter how life changes, no matter how many things happen this year, summer will never disappear, just like the love between people.

Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August.

The best memories are made in flip flops.

A life without love is like a year without summer.

In the summer, the days were long, stretching into each other. Out of school, everything was on pause and yet happening at the same time, this collection of weeks when anything was possible.

I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.

If you're not barefoot, then you're overdressed!

What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness?

Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.

Summer means happy times and good sunshine. It means going to the beach, going to Disneyland, having fun.

You know the thing about good food? It brings folks together from all walks of life.

Everything in this room is eatable. Even I'm eatable. But that is called cannibalism, my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies.

I’m not crazy about reality, but it’s still the only place to get a decent meal.

Mr Willy Wonka can make marshmallows that taste of violets, and rich caramels that change colour every ten seconds as you suck them, and little feathery sweets that melt away deliciously the moment you put them between your lips. He can make chewing-gum that never loses its taste, and sugar balloons that you can blow up to enormous sizes before you pop them with a pin and gobble them up. And, by a most secret method, he can make lovely blue birds' eggs with black spots on them, and when you put one of these in your mouth, it gradually gets smaller and smaller until suddenly there is nothing left except a tiny little darkred sugary baby bird sitting on the tip of your tongue.

This is America. Anyone can eat what they want, as long as they eat too much.

Michael: "Can we have him for supper?"
Sylvia: "Have him to stay for supper, Michael. We aren't cannibals."

Worthless people live only to eat and drink; people of worth eat and drink only to live.

Why you care about small things? World very simple place. World only have two things: Things you can eat and things you no can eat.

I can’t walk by chocolate without eating it.

I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food.

I've never been in love... But I imagine it's similar to the feeling you get when you see your waiter arriving with your food.

Sometimes the best part of my day is imagining what I'm gonna eat when I get off work.

So creamy. So delicious. Worth every calorie.

Ned: "How did he get so fat?"
Cat: "He only stops eating when it's time for a drink."

Sleep 'til you're hungry, eat 'til you're sleepy.

Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.

Never argue at the dinner table, for the one who is not hungry always gets the best of the argument.

Junk food drags you down.

I don't diet. I'll eat fish; I'll eat baked chicken, pasta, beans. When the body is telling you, 'You need to indulge in something,' you need to give the body what it wants.

The better I get to know men, the more I find myself loving dogs.

Only peril can bring the French together. One can't impose unity out of the blue on a country that has 265 kinds of cheese.

Papa Elf: "Silly as it sounds, a lot of people down south don't believe in Santa Claus."
Buddy: "What?! Well, who do they think puts all their toys under the tree?"
Papa Elf: "Well, there's a rumor floating around that the parents do it."

The code of Elves
1. Treat every day like Christmas
2. There's room for everyone on the nice list
3. The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear

Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.

My theory is to enjoy life, but the practice is against it.