Best 58 quotes in «candy quotes» category

My chair rolls to a stop. his voice cut short, followed by a thump and sliding sound. My wheelchair rolls forward again. I look back and see Ragnar pushing it innocently along. Sevro isn't in the hallway behind us. I frown, wondering where he went, till he bursts out of a side passage. "You! Troll!" Sevro shouts. "I'm a terrorist warlord! Stop throwing me. You made me drop my candy!" Sevro looks at the floor of the hallway. "Wait. Where is it? Dammit, Ragnar. Where is my peanut bar? You know how many people I had to kill to get that? Six! Six!" Ragnar chews quietly above me, and though I'm probably mistaken, I think I see him smile.

Overeating is the addiction of choice of carers, and that's why it's come to be regarded as the lowest-ranking of all the addictions. It's a way of fucking yourself up while still remaining fully functional, because you have to. Fat people aren't indulging in the "luxury" of their addiction making them useless, chaotic, or a burden. Instead, they are slowly self-destructing in a way that doesn't inconvenience anyone. And that's why it's so often a woman's addiction of choice. All the quietly eating mums. All the KitKats in office drawers. All the unhappy moments, late at night, caught only in the fridge light.

People are like M&Ms. They come in a variety of colors, they're hard on the outside, and full of obscene yumminess on the inside.

Welcome, let’s all prepare to be whisked to the magical land of candy. Be warned, candy is very addicting and at Jubilee’s the candy is the tastiest in the world,

When i was a child, i liked tasting any candy i happened to see, but as i grew older, i realized those are a great meal to the worms in my innards. Will you shun old habits or nay? That's the question.

You can keep a piece of candy in its wrapper for up to twenty years. After that, it turns into a hideous black goo.

Saturday is birthday cake day. During the week, the panadería is all strong coffee and pan dulce. But on weekends, it's sprinkle cookies and pink cake. By ten or eleven this morning, we'll get the first rush of mothers picking up yellow boxes in between buying balloons and paper streamers. In the back kitchen, my father hums along with the radio as he shapes the pastry rounds of ojos de buey, the centers giving off the smell of orange and coconut. It may be so early the birds haven't even started up yet, but with enough of my mother's coffee and Mariachi Los Camperos, my father is as awake as if it were afternoon. While he fills the bakery cases, my mother does the delicate work of hollowing out the piñata cakes, and when her back is turned, I rake my fingers through the sprinkle canisters. During open hours, most of my work is filling bakery boxes and ringing up customers (when it's busy) or washing dishes and windexing the glass cases (when it's not). But on birthday cake days, we're busy enough that I get to slide sheet cakes from the oven and cover them in pink frosting and tiny round nonpareils, like they're giant circus-animal cookies. I get to press hundreds-and-thousands into the galletas de grajea, the round, rainbow-sprinkle-covered cookies that were my favorite when I was five. My mother finishes hollowing two cake halves, fills them with candy- green, yellow, and pink this time- and puts them back together. Her piñatas are half our Saturday cake orders, both birthday girls and grandfathers delighting at the moment of seeing M&M's or gummy worms spill out. She covers them with sugar-paste ruffles or coconut to look like the tiny paper flags on a piñata, or frosting and a million rainbow sprinkles.

When Molly O'Toole was looking at the colored pictures in Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle's big dictionary and just happened to be eating a candy cane at the same time and drooled candy cane juice on the colored pictures of gems and then forgot and shut the book so the pages all stuck together, Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle didn't say, "Such a careless little girl can never ever look at the colored pictures in my dictionary again." Nor did she say, "You must never look at books when you are eating." She said, "Let's see, I think we can steam those pages apart, and then we can wipe the stickiness off with a little soap and water, like this-now see, it's just as good as new. There's nothing as cozy as a piece of candy and a book.

And I provide much- needed eye candy.

Advertising shouldn't be like medicine. It should be like candy.

Candy within reach and then I have to go on a diet.

Candy is dandy but liqueur is quicker.

Candy is my fuel. Ice cream, too.

I always say that candy is the perfect studio food - it keeps your energy going.

Fablehaven's awesome!!so is the candy shop war!

I can't be the candy queen forever.

If Doctor Nolan asked me for the matches, I would say that I'd thought they were made of candy and had eaten them.

I love chocolate. I love chocolate ice cream. I love chocolate candy. The darker the better.

I had a lot of fun working with John Candy. We had a pretty good rapport.

I love eating junk food. I'm a huge snacker, chips and candy.

I feel like a human pinata. The disappointing thing is, no candy is going to spill out.

I love all the soft candy. I'm not a big fan of the hard candy though.

I only eat candy on Halloween. No lie.

Interestingly, however, we found that participants consistently underestimated their intake of the candies on their desks yet overestimated how much they ate when the candies were farther away.

I'm just like a giant candy cane, the ladies want to lick me all over.

I single handedly revolutionised women's roles in the WWE, before me all women were eye candy.

I usually spend Valentines Day with my friends. But if I did have a girlfriend, I'd bring her flowers and candy.

I unfortunately still crave chicken McNuggets and bacon, which is the meat candy of the world.

It's clear, it's fresh, like a mint candy.

I wasn't good at being affable. You get beyond that and realise the attraction in any human being has more to do with what they give to someone rather than just being face candy.

I was christened the "British Bulldog" by friends and colleagues who said I not only looked like a bulldog but fought like one. I was more of a fighter than a boxer. The "Blackpool Rock" originated from the fact that previous to becoming a fighter I was employed in the Blackpool Rock Factory, rock being a form of what Americans call candy.

JUST LIKE CANDY is a delicious, decadent treat.

My scalp tingled like Christmas candy on a cold tongue.

I was never into candy and games and clowns.

Really sucked the red off of all my candy.

Love is candy from a stranger, but it's candy you've had before and it probably won't kill you.

My work is about making candy for the eyes. It's about grabbing your attention.

Sci-fi has just become an effects-fest, and the story has taken a back seat to all that eye candy. To me, that's not really storytelling; that's just showcasing the latest gadgetry.

Since my initials are J. U., people called me Ju. Or Jujube, like the candy.

There was so much to learn and it was all fun. But the best part was getting a laugh from an audience. That was like drowning in candy.

There's no denying that candy is comfort food and it's affordable.

The Rock is going to lay the smacketh down on your candy ass!

These heels are candy for the feet; they’re for pleasure, not practicality.

The only thing that can break a piece of Valentine candy is another piece of Valentine candy.

The water was glassy and calm, still candy-colored in the afterglow of sunset.

You've been checking me out, haven't you? In between your flaming insults? I feel like man candy.

Why was so much evil pleasant, pretty on the outside, like poisoned candy?

According to Zagat Disneyland Insider's Guide (2010), the Candy Palace is the fifth most popular store in the entire resort, and the third most popular in the park. Perhaps one reason is the shop's intoxicating candy scent; it vents onto Main Street, an elixir of vanilla and molten chocolate that entices Guests to enter the premises and then entices then to remain. pouring over the bins, shelves, and racks of traditional and unique candies.

As long as I can remember, male candy eaters have been ill-used, misunderstood, and denigrated, in films and on television, as weak, self-indulgent, soft, effeminate, undisciplined, and venal. Most of us have been driven underground. We eat our candy alone and on the sly. We never experience the intimacy of sharing candy with others—unless we have chosen our mates wisely.

Back then she used to hide from her mother in the secret space just to worry her, but now she stocked it with magazines, paperback romances and sweets. Lots and lots of sweets. Moonpies and pecan rolls, Chick-O-Sticks and Cow Tales, Caramel Creams and Squirrel Nut Zippers, Red Hots and Bit-O-Honey, boxes upon boxes of Little Debbie snack cakes. The space had a comforting smell to it, like Halloween, like sugar and chocolate and crisp plastic wrappers.