#straw

I coiled my empty straw wrapper around like a snake. Then I bit it before it could bite me. My love is as dangerous as my drinking habits.
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— Jarod Kintz

#coil #danger #dangerous #drink #drinking

The rain forest has Sting. Now Siberia has Jack Dee. Someone had to draw the short straw. In this case it was the rain forest. ↗

— Jack Dee

#draw #forest #had #jack #now

When you consider what Tony Blair was saying about liberty, human rights and that sort of thing, it would be terribly revolutionary to sell the speeches he and Jack Straw made in 1994. ↗

— Rory Bremner

#blair #consider #human #human rights #jack

An epigram is but a feeble thing - With straw in tail, stuck there by way of sting. ↗

— William Cowper

#feeble #sting #straw #stuck #tail

Nothing of the kind; they do all these things in their houses and sheds, with common charcoal fires, and a quantity of straw to stop up the crevices in the doors and windows. ↗

— Robert Fortune

#common #doors #fires #houses #kind

One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#ask #birds #cherries #children #how

I blended into the kitchen like a blender, but I made so much noise that I nearly woke up the strawberries and bananas. You should hear me make love. (I sound like an ice machine, but I’m as motionless as an empty ice cube tray.)
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— Jarod Kintz

#blended #blender #food #hear #ice-machine

You know, for most of its life bluegrass has had this stigma of being all straw hats and hay bales and not necessarily the most sophisticated form of music. Yet you can't help responding to its honesty. It's music that finds its way deep into your soul because it's strings vibrating against wood and nothing else. ↗

— Alison Krauss

#because #being #bluegrass #deep #else

There is no brilliant single stroke that is going to transform the water into wine or straw into gold. ↗

— Coleman Young

#going #gold #into #single #straw

Are wild strawberries really wild? Will they scratch an adult, will they snap at a child? Should you pet them, or let them run free where they roam? Could they ever relax in a steam-heated home? Can they be trained to not growl at the guests? Will a litterbox work or would they make a mess? Can we make them a Cowberry, herding the cows, or maybe a Muleberry pulling the plows, or maybe a Huntberry chasing the grouse, or maybe a Watchberry guarding the house, and though they may curl up at your feet oh so sweetly can you ever feel that you trust them completely? Or should we make a pet out of something less scary, like the Domestic Prune or the Imported Cherry, Anyhow, you've been warned and I will not be blamed if your Wild Strawberries cannot be tamed. ↗

— Shel Silverstein

#blame