Top 100 Peach Quotes
#1. You never sounded farther away from me and I will take that balloon and stab the fuck out of and at the same time I will take that balloon and tie it around Peach's neck because WHO THE FUCK CAN CUNT OUT OVER A BALLOON?
Caroline Kepnes
#2. And as fall turned to winter, the Darlington peach trees started dropping their leaves again, gently, like they were letting them go. It wasnt the same as giving them up. It wasnt the same as losing them.
Jodi Lynn Anderson
#3. But no one was asking me. I was here to do a job, and gray steel lockers or pale peach jukebox was no business of mine.
Haruki Murakami
#4. You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain; I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care. As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown, I have a world apart that is not among men.
Li Bai
#5. The moonlight will guide me to the world of freedom.
Peach-Pit
#6. Ikuto! Are you ditching again? I'm bored, meow.
Peach-Pit
#7. The old men are as red as roses, and still handsome. A clear skin, a peach-bloom complexion, and good teeth are found all over the island.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#8. You're a peach full of poison, you know that? Mosca snapped back, but could not quite keep a hint of admiration from her tone.
Frances Hardinge
#9. It was soon evident in my lodgings that I had become a dangerous lunatic, and there would be nothing left to destroy if strong measures were not taken. So I was turned out of the house, but it was only into the garden, where I was allowed to build a small darkroom of oilcloth.
Henry Peach Robinson
#10. What I hate most in life are people who are not really the peach of the day but who want to be young and sexy. You can fool nobody. There is a moment when you have to accept that somebody else is younger and fresher and hotter. Life is not a beauty contest.
Karl Lagerfeld
#11. The aim and end of the artist is not truth exactly, much less fact; it is effect ... There is no doubt he [the photographer] best gets his effect by way of truth, but he uses it as he would a servant, not a master.
Henry Peach Robinson
#12. I just didn't want Blaze to see me getting too attached and then turn around and use that against me, which would somehow leave me hurt in the end.
J. Peach
#13. There's a boy across the river with an ass like a peach; alas I was no swimmer and lost my Clementine.
William S. Burroughs
#14. Sunk in the grass of an empty lot on a spring Saturday, I split the stems of milkweed and thought about ants and peach pits and death and where the world went when I closed my eyes.
Toni Morrison
#15. The use of food metaphors is really well established English ... Somebody is a peach, a hot tamale.
Erin McKean
#16. One does a whole painting for one peach and people think just the opposite - that particular peach is but a detail.
Pablo Picasso
#17. I am asked why I live in the green mountains; I smile but reply not, for my heart is at rest. The flowing waters carry the image of the peach blossoms far, far away; there is an earth, there is a heaven, unknown to men.
Li Bai
#18. She was Bloomingdale's, not Victoria Secret. She was vanilla, not peach. She was Paul Reiser, not Lenny Bruce. This was not my kind of chick.
Christopher Paul Meyer
#19. Oh ... I remember you ... You're that weird cat-eared cosplay-kid!
You called me a cospl ...
How'd you get all the way up to the third-floor window ...
Because I'm a cat.
Peach-Pit
#20. Sent as a present from Annam
A red cockatoo.
Coloured like the peach-tree blossom,
Speaking with the speech of men.
And they did to it what is always done
To the learned and eloquent.
They took a cage with stout bars
And shut it up inside.
Bai Juyi
#22. Mama was a natural cook. At harvest time, she would whip up a noontime dinner for the men in the field: fried chicken with milk gravy, ham, mashed potatoes, lima beans, field peas, corn, slaw, sliced tomatoes, fried apples, biscuits, and peach pie.
Bobbie Ann Mason
#23. Love ambushed you, it lay in wait, dormant for days or years. It was the red thread, the peach stone, the kiss, the forgiveness. It came after you, it escaped you, it was invisible, it was everything.
Alice Hoffman
#24. Look may be that everything is right, it is always best to have an inspection before marching. To forget a screw, if you have a loose one, and only discover your loss when you are miles from home and the view before you is "perfect", is to promote, possibly suicide, certainly profanity.
Henry Peach Robinson
#25. Hey, little kiddie king.. You're having a parade with your servants?
Peach-Pit
#26. Are you Stupid?"
"Huh?"
"Hotoba-san, Even if you are far away the sky i always connected. Friends are friend no matter where you are. Change isn't so bad ... I was scared of change too. We're both scared. Lets be friend ... okay?
Peach-Pit
#27. Now I know she was playing at this point, but for Kimmy to do something like that was unreal. Kim
J. Peach
#28. Sometimes it's easier to block out our feelings toward someone because the alternative is to feel the pain.
Angela Peach
#29. For watching sports, I tend to drink Guinness; early evenings always begin well with a Grey Goose and tonic with plenty of lime; and on a cold winter's night, there's nothing quite like a glass of Black Maple Hill ... an absolute peach of a bourbon.
Martin Bashir
#30. I noticed my mother's face assume an expression she reserved for unspeakable horror. I had seen this look only twice before: once when she was caught in the path of a charging, rabid pig and then again when I told her I wanted a peach-colored velveteen blazer with matching slacks.
David Sedaris
#31. Somehow, everyone hates to see an unusually pretty girl get married. It is like taking a bite out of a very fine-looking peach.
E.W. Howe
#33. The only part of a man more sensitive than the aforementioned testicles was the male ego - like a Georgia peach.
Jewel E. Ann
#34. Stupid weirdo! Liar! You filthy cat-boy-!!
Peach-Pit
#35. Lois looked edible, and you know it was tender all the way through, a kind of mystic combination of filet mignon and a Georgia peach aching for the tongue and ready to bleed gold.
Robert Penn Warren
#36. Now Bobby was sitting behind the reception desk in a peach-colored orderly's uniform, and he didn't look so tough. He also didn't look all that happy to see me. Probably didn't help that his laminated nametag said BOOBY.
Kami Garcia
#37. You ask why I make my home in the mountain forest,
and I smile, and am silent,
and even my soul remains quiet:
it lives in the other world
which no one owns.
The peach trees blossom,
The water flows.
Li Bai
#38. The jelly - the jam and the marmalade, And the cherry-and quince-'preserves' she made! And the sweet-sour pickles of peach and pear, With cinnamon in 'em, and all things rare! And the more we ate was the more to spare, Out to old Aunt Mary's! Ah!
James Whitcomb Riley
#39. Thanks, Edden," I said, truly pleased that he was sending someone for Jenks not only because now I didn't have to, but that he'd thought of Jenks at all. "You're a peach."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he said, and I could hear his smile. "I bet you say that to all the captains.
Kim Harrison
#40. No person is just one person. Everyone is a crate of fruits, a crate of mixed fruits. The apple in there may have worms, a peach may be mildewed, a banana may be too green, a pear may be in perfect ripeness, and a melon may have the sweetest smell.
Victor Robert Lee
#41. What wondrous life is this I lead!
Ripe apples drop about my head;
The luscious clusters of the vine
Upon my mouth do crush their wine;
The nectarine and curious peach
Into my hands themselves do reach;
Stumbling on melons, as I pass,
Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Andrew Marvell
#42. It never ceased to amaze him how quickly a small child's face could turn from peach to beetroot.
Iain Banks
#43. I only asked you to move down the couch because I could smell your peach shampoo, and I wanted to be closer.
Nikki Godwin
#44. It is easy to be liked when the world has no jagged edges, when life is electric blankets and peach ice cream. But to be beloved, a man needs a dragon.
Rick Bragg
#45. Whoa! Hey, what are you doing?
I'm attaching myself to you. Because I'm a kid.
Spoil me.
Peach-Pit
#46. Yellow melon flowers Crawl beneath the withered peach-trees; A date-palm throws its heavy fronds of steel Against the scoured metallic sky.
John Gould Fletcher
#47. Fresh peach pie can lift a bullying reprobate into apologetic courtesy; I have watched it happen.
Leif Enger
#48. One of the things women have to get out of their mindset is the notion of what a bitch is. A bitch is nice. She's sweet as a Georgia peach. She smiles and she is feminine. She just doesn't make decisions based on the fear of losing a man.
Sherry Argov
#49. My earliest memory is making peach cobbler with my grandmother. A wonderful memory. I grew up in a restaurant family - B.B.Q. restaurant.
Rick Bayless
#50. You could be the tastiest, most juiciest, most delicious peach out there in the world; there's still going to be people out there who don't like peaches .
Benson Henderson
#51. THERE CAN BE FEW delights in the world as pleasant as a Siracusan spring. The fragrance of the lemon, orange, apricot, almond and peach blossoms pervade the city, enriched by the moist, salty sea breezes. On
Tariq Ali
#52. Like" as a friend. "Like" as respect.
There are so many different kinds of "likes."
So when does "like" turn into "love"? Where's the boundary?
Peach-Pit
#53. with peach syrup, was still studying him carefully. Virginia
Janette Oke
#54. There's a big luscious peach of a dream in L.A. The peach has been repeatedly exposed as overripe and tainted with wormholes... but it's still the only giant peach in town. Even if it's wet-brown and crawling with centipedes, everyone wants their bite.
Cintra Wilson
#55. You're like a rebellious child!
Huh?
You always treat me like a kid, but you're a kid yourself!
Peach-Pit
#56. This isn't a shortcut for humans!! It's a route for cats!!
Peach-Pit
#57. A rose is not its thorns, a peach is not its fuzz and a human being is not his or her crankiness.
Lisa Kogan
#58. To not judge is to be like a peach. We shrink our space by giving up controlling others. Instead, we focus on controlling ourselves. We set others free to be who they are.
John Kuypers
#59. Walking on willow tree roads by a river dappled with peach blossoms, I look for spring light, but am everywhere lost. Birds fly up and scatter floating catkins. A ponderous wave of flowers sags the branches.
Wang Wei
#60. Just so you know ... Even if I don't break it ... alot of people break their own Egg. All those adults walking around with tired faces ... they've thrown away the person they want to be.
Peach-Pit
#61. I love bald men. Just because you've lost your fuzz don't mean you ain't a peach.
Dolly Parton
#62. There was her face, like a summer peach, beautiful and warm, and the light of the candles reflected in her dark eyes. [He] held his breath. The entire world waited and held its breath.
Ray Bradbury
#63. Eating a peach is like eating a newborn baby's head. In that it's all soft and fuzzy. Not that peaches taste like babies. I don't eat babies. Or peaches, actually. Because they remind me of eating babies. Vicious circle, really.
Jenny Lawson
#64. Gya!! Stay away from me, weirdo! I'll press the burglar alarm!
Peach-Pit
#65. There ain't no revolution, only evolution, but every time I'm in Georgia I eat a peach for peace.
Duane Allman
#66. For some reason, I bruise like a peach. I don't have enough vitamin C, I think.
Lauren Cohan
#67. I have candy all the time. I live on gummy bears and peach rings. They're like dried-up peaches, only dipped in sugar. You can get 'em at gas stations. They're like 99 cents for four bags. And cashews. I love cashews.
Miley Cyrus
#68. My mom was so lost, so high on him that she forgot herself. Forgot the strong independent woman she was before she got with my dad.
J. Peach
#69. Put on a face to meet the faces that you meet - T S Eliot - used in The Book Of Peach
T. S. Eliot
#71. The promise was void, like so many other sweet, illusory promises of our childhood; void as promises made in Eden before the seasons were divided, and when the starry blossoms grew side by side with the ripening peach, - impossible to be fulfilled when the golden gates had been passed.
George Eliot
#72. All the seasons run their race In this quiet resting-place; Peach, and apricot, and fig Here will ripen, and grow big; Here is store and overplus - More had not Alcinous!
Henry Austin Dobson
#73. You ask me why I dwell
amidst these jade-green hills?
I smile. No words can tell
the stillness in my heart.
Peach blossoms drift streamwater
away deep in mystery.
I live in the other world
one that lies beyond the human.
Li Bai
#74. I wanted this day, the perfect buttery sun like peach ice cream, the speed, the satin leather of the car seat, the fair. Forbidden fruit, a day like no other.
Beth Gutcheon
#76. The evening sky was awash with peach, apricot, cream: tender little ice-cream clouds in a wide orange sky.
Philip Pullman
#77. That had never happened to me, those feelings, the jealously wasn't something I was use too. It was infuriating to have those emotions for someone like Blaze.
J. Peach
#78. People in the village often said she ought to have been extremely attractive, because her parents had been. Well, a peach has a lovely taste and so does a mushroom, but you can't put the two together; this was the terrible trick nature had played on her.
Arthur Golden
#79. Here I am, ninety years old and ready for the cooling board, using a brand new Macintosh computer, and there you sit, twenty-two and gorgeous, fresh as a new peach, yet scrawling on a yellow legal pad like an old maid in a Victorian romance.
Stephen King
#80. Knowing me is easy. You can still twist your hair and feel silly. Look up the word tacky and have a salad. But when we're together you pull bread apart with your fingers into bites sometimes so small I gotta remind you, Peach, it is okay to be hungry.
Buddy Wakefield
#81. Members of the court still talked in whispers of the lady-in-waiting who had accidentally worn mismatched stockings to an afternoon tea. They said she made a lovely rosebush, always festooned with stunning flowers in two slightly different colors of peach.
Beka didn't aspire to be a rosebush.
Deborah Blake
#82. Under any other circumstances, he'd have found himself stealing glances all evening. But looking at her was like picking up a luxurious peach and discovering it half taken over by mold.
Courtney Milan
#83. I have to admit that I can't take a whole fig and eat it on its own as I would a peach or mango. It's just too much.
Yotam Ottolenghi
#84. If you start with a great peach, there's nothing you're ever going to do that's going to make it any better than when it comes off the tree. In 1970, that was a revolution.
Ruth Reichl
#85. A check girl in peach-bloom Chinese pajamas came over to take my hat and disapprove of my clothes. She had eyes like strange sins.
Raymond Chandler
#86. I want to challenge myself and do new things.
I don't know what it's like to be my true self. But it's more interesting that way.
Even if you don't know yourself?
If you don't know it means you can become anything you want to be, right?
Peach-Pit
#88. The washing up liquid smells of sweeties. It tells me that it is ginger and peach. It smells of something we should still be eating. This seems wrong: it should smell of something after, whatever it is that comes after.
Joanna Walsh
#89. Don't touch me without my permission. Mr. Little Boy
Peach-Pit
#90. Ow. Ow. That hurt. Ack.. I'm dead.
Peach-Pit
#91. I'll definitely make you fall in love with me. So prepare yourself.
Peach-Pit
#92. And thus the journey ended. But the travelers lived on.
Roald Dahl
#93. I had a little Richard and that black piano, oh that sweet Georgia Peach, and the boy form Tupelo.
Elton John
#94. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
T. S. Eliot
#95. When one writes "the last apple on the tree," or "the one small peach as pink as dawn," one is beginning to deal with particulars - to develop texture ...
Such texture is vital to all poetry. It is what makes the poem an experience, something much more than mere statement.
Mary Oliver
#96. The walls were wet and sticky, and peach juice was dripping from the ceiling. James opened his mouth and caught some of it on his tongue. It tasted delicious.
Roald Dahl
#97. You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there's still going to be somebody who hates peaches.
Dita Von Teese
#98. someday there'd be a way, maybe ice, maybe some other way, to get a peach like this here I got in my hand clear to Philadelphia.
John Steinbeck
#99. It must be confessed that it takes considerable skill to produce the best kind of lies. It is in the hands of first-class photographers only - and perhaps the indifferent ones - that photography can lie.
Henry Peach Robinson
#100. Well, a peach has a lovely taste and so does a mushroom, but you can't put the two together ...
Arthur Golden
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