Quotes About Chicken

Quotes tagged as "chicken" (showing 1-30 of 47)
Rick Riordan
“Leo drummed his fingers. “Great. I should have installed a smoke screen that makes the ship smell like a giant chicken nugget. Remind me to invent that, next time.”
Hazel frowned. “What is a chicken nugget?”
“Oh, man…” Leo shook his head in amazement. “That's right. You’ve missed the last, like, seventy years. Well, my apprentice, a chicken nugget—”
“Doesn’t matter,” Annabeth interrupted.”
Rick Riordan, The Mark of Athena

Isaac Bashevis Singer
“I did not become a vegetarian for my health, I did it for the health of the chickens.”
Isaac Bashevis Singer

Jonathan Safran Foer
“Do you eat chicken because you are familiar with the scientific literature on them and have decided that their suffering doesn't matter, or do you do it because it tastes good?”
Jonathan Safran Foer, Eating Animals

Katherine Dunn
“When your mama was the geek, my dreamlets," Papa would say, "she made the nipping off of noggins such a crystal mystery that the hens themselves yearned toward her, waltzing around her, hypnotized with longing.”
Katherine Dunn, Geek Love

Malcolm X
“We all like chicken”
Malcolm X, The Autobiography of Malcolm X

Douglas Adams
“Despite the fact that an Indonesian island chicken has probably had a much more natural life than one raised on a battery farm in England, people who wouldn't think twice about buying something oven-ready become much more upset about a chicken that they've been on a boat with, so there is probably buried in the Western psyche a deep taboo about eating anything you've been introduced to socially.”
Douglas Adams, Last Chance to See

Sherman Alexie
“And believe me, a good piece of chicken can make anybody believe in the existence of God.”
Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian

Jeri Smith-Ready
“I love eating chicken with my bare hands. It makes me want to snarl at people, even more than usual.”
Jeri Smith-Ready, Requiem for the Devil

John Steinbeck
“I wonder Pa went so easy. I wonder Grampa didn' kill nobody. Nobody never tol' Grampa where to put his feet. An' Ma ain't nobody you can push aroun' neither. I seen her beat the hell out of a tin peddler with a live chicken one time 'cause he give her a argument. She had the chicken in one han', an' the ax in the other, about to cut its head off. She aimed to go for that peddler with the ax, but she forgot which hand was which, an' she takes after him with the chicken. Couldn' even eat that chicken when she got done. They wasn't nothing but a pair of legs in her han'. Grampa throwed his hip outa joint laughin'.”
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

Lauren Groff
“On the nights I stuffed myself full of myths, I dreamed of college, of being pumped full of all the old knowledge until I knew everything there was to know, all the past cultures picked clean like delicious roasted chicken.”
Lauren Groff, Delicate Edible Birds and Other Stories

Amit Kalantri
“Cowards say it can't be done, critics say it shouldn't have been done, creator say well done.”
Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“Breakfast isn't breakfast without breakfast.”
Laura C Goodwin

Julia Child
“But my favorite remained the basic roast chicken. What a deceptively simple dish. I had come to believe that one can judge the quality of a cook by his or her roast chicken. Above all, it should taste like chicken: it should be so good that even a perfectly simple, buttery roast should be a delight.”
Julia Child, My Life in France

Julia Child
“The German birds didn't taste as good as their French cousins, nor did the frozen Dutch chickens we bought in the local supermarkets. The American poultry industry had made it possible to grow a fine-looking fryer in record time and sell it at a reasonable price, but no one mentioned that the result usually tasted like the stuffing inside of a teddy bear.”
Julia Child, My Life in France

Gail Honeyman
“The gilded confines of the Beauty Hall were not my preferred habitat; like the chicken that had laid the eggs for my sandwich, I was more of a free-range creature.”
Gail Honeyman, Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine

“Whenever I have nothing better to do, I roast a chicken.”
Jeffrey Steingarten, It Must've Been Something I Ate: The Return of the Man Who Ate Everything

Heenashree Khandelwal
“All lies, freckled vows, crying-weeping on your toes
Expected jelly beans gusto, got yourself a life imperfecto
Too good a gal, too arrogant a gal
Too independent, too in need of Chanel
Took a careless ride, leaped for a perilous dive
Now look who thrived, who gave you a vibe.
- Chicken In Chicken Out”
Heenashree Khandelwal, Chicken In Chicken Out

Wren Verlaine
“I reach down and grab my cock
the rolling scenery in my mind
far from peaceful”
Wren Verlaine, SPARK

“Until the hen makes a distinctive plan for the eggs, the chicken don’t get hatched [ref Directions In Production Engineering Research, Part II]”
Priyavrat Thareja

Terry Goodkind
“The chicken thing let out a whispering cackle.”
Terry Goodkind, Soul of the Fire

Rhoda Janzen
“I'm not really a chicken-patty kinda girl," I said.”
Rhoda Janzen

Aimee Bender
“When she left the store, emboldened, receipt tucked into her purse, folded twice, Janet thought of all the chicken dishes she had not sent back even though they were either half-raw or not what she had ordered. Chicken Kiev instead of chicken Marsala, chicken with mushrooms instead of chicken a la king: her body was made up of the wrong chickens.”
Aimee Bender, The Color Master: Stories

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“It goes without saying that even those of us who are going to hell will get eternal life—if that territory really exists outside religious books and the minds of believers, that is. Having said that, given the choice, instead of being grilled until hell freezes over, the average sane human being would, needless to say, rather spend forever idling in an extremely fertile garden, next to a lamb or a chicken or a parrot, which they do not secretly want to eat, and a lion or a tiger or a crocodile, which does not secretly want to eat them.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

Christina Engela
“Nobody seems to know which came first; egg or chicken – except of course for agents of the Time Saving Agency – who can find out anything about, well – anything. The only trouble is, they aren’t talking – however, you can take it from me – they know. The answer to these and other puzzles are kept safe and secure behind fire-walls and thick security doors secured with, er – time-locks, where one could possibly find answers to many other troubling questions, and not all of them necessarily relating to chickens.”
Christina Engela, The Time Saving Agency

Amanda Mosher
“I want to be some body’s dumplin’. I’m not chicken.”
Amanda Mosher, Better to be able to love than to be loveable

Mark   Russell
“King David had gotten old. He was so cold and frail that the court appointed a young woman to snuggle with him in his bed. No, they didn't have sex. Though the court did make a point of hiring someone beautiful, just to put a little sizzle in his chicken.”
Mark Russell

Beth Harbison
“You know," she confided, "your recipe for Cajun Chicken Pasta? On page twenty-eight?" She nodded toward the book I'd just signed for her.
"Totally works with skim milk instead of heavy cream." She nodded proudly. "Not that I tried the cream version. I'm sure in a blind taste test that's the one I'd prefer, but skim works!"
I imagined the dish, using milk in the pan with the chicken fond, sun-dried tomatoes, oregano, and blackening spice, and could see where the milk would reduce into a nice thick sauce.”
Beth Harbison, When in Doubt, Add Butter

Aimee Bender
“She too looked like a regular lady, living in the world- didn't seem particularly with it or excitable or stellar. But that chicken, bathed in thyme and butter- I hadn't ever tasted a chicken that had such a savory warmth to it, a taste I could only suitably identify as the taste of chicken. Somehow, in her hands, food felt recognized. Spinach became spinach- with a good farm's care, salt, the heat and her attention, it seemed to relax into its leafy, broad self. Garlic seized upon its lively nature. Tomatoes tasted as substantive as beef.”
Aimee Bender, The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake

Ron Brackin
“The chicken came first. Now, can we please move on?”
Ron Brackin

“The chickens? Why those poor little birds live shitty-ass lives before being hauled off in hellish fucking trucks to clusterfucks known as "slaughterhouses", where they're killed by turd-faced asshats who have no sense of decency, and their legs and wings are served at dumbfuck football parties.”
Granny PottyMouth

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