List Of Knives Quotes

It (broadcast Journalism) Is A Brutal Arena Where The Knives Are Sharp And The Toughest Kevlar Vest In The World Will Not Protect You Forever.

I Hate Plastic Surgery. I Have A Horror Of Any Kind Of Knife. I Don't Like It.

A Lot Of People Think Japanese Food Is Difficult, A Lot Of Work. But You Don't Have To Buy The Knife I Have. You Don't Have To Train As Long As I Have. You Can Do My Cooking In Your Kitchen.

A Kitchen Without A Knife Is Not A Kitchen.

Japanese Chefs Believe Our Soul Goes Into Our Knives Once We Start Using Them. You Wouldn't Put Your Soul In A Dishwasher!

In Ancient Times, People Weren't Just Male Or Female, But One Of Three Types: Male/male, Male/female, Female/female. In Other Words, Each Person Was Made Out Of The Components Of Two People. Everyone Was Happy With This Arrangement And Never Really Gave It Much A Thought. But Then God Took A Knife And Cut Everybody In Half, Right Down The Middle. So After That The World Was Divided Just Into Male And Female, The Upshot Being That People Spend Their Time Running Around Trying To Locate Their Missing Other Half.

So Stapes Conducted A Dinner For Just The Two Of Us, Then Informed Me Of A Dozen Small But Important Mistakes I Had Made. Setting Down A Dirty Utensil Was Considered Crude, For Example. That Meant It Was Perfectly Acceptable To Lick One's Knife Clean. In Fact, If You Didn't Want To Dirty Your Napkin It Was The Only Seemly Thing To Do.

He Told Me Once To Be Brave, And Though I Have Stood Still While Knives Spun Toward My Face And Jumped Off A Roof, I Never Thought I Would Need Bravery In The Small Moments Of My Life. I Do.

Leaving Us With Eric Is Like Hiring A Babysitter Who Spends His Time Sharpening Knives.

He Leans His Face Close To Mine And Wraps His Fingers Around My Chin. His Hand Smells Like Metal. When Was The Last Time He Held A Gun, Or A Knife?

Can I Ask Why You’re Throwing Knives At Cheese?’ ‘caleb Came By To Discuss Something,’ Tobias Says, Leaning His Head Against The Wall As He Looks At Me. ‘and Knife-throwing Just Came Up Somehow.’ ‘as It So Often Does,’ I Say, A Small Smile Inching Across My Face.

By The Time We Leave, I Have Red Lips And Curled Eyelashes, And I’m Wearing A Bright Red Dress. And There’s A Knife Strapped To The Inside Of My Knee. This All Makes Perfect Sense.