Sweet Pea Quotes

#1. Don't call me baby when you're pissed, Sweet Pea."
"Don't call me Sweet Pea at all, baby

Kristen Ashley

#2. We should get naked."
I choked on my tongue, rasping out, "Now? Right now?"
He grinned. "Yes, sweet pea. Right now.

Belle Aurora

#3. Tolkien made dwarf sign language because, you know, it's too loud to talk in the mines.

Richard C. Armitage

#4. What memoir of childhood doesn't at some point turn on the scent of a sweet pea or a freshly cut lawn or a boxwood hedge, to leap the fence of years?

Michael Pollan

#5. British garden history is best understood as a small incident in the histories of ideas, design and technology.

Tom Turner

#6. I like not lady-slippers, Nor yet the sweet-pea blossoms, Nor yet the flaky roses, Red or white as snow; I like the chaliced lilies, The heavy Eastern lilies, The gorgeous tiger-lilies, That in our garden grow.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

#7. I knew I wanted to be a scientist. Which kind of scientist was the question.

Charles H. Townes

#8. Go to him, Sweet Pea.

Kristen Ashley

#9. And the fuck is yours too, WTF. That question does not apply 'to everything every day.' If it does, you're wasting your life. If it does, you're a lazy coward and you are not a lazy coward.
Ask better questions, sweet pea. The fuck is your life. Answer it.

Cheryl Strayed

#10. A good meal is very important to me. When I have a bad meal, especially out, it's like I'm sitting in an airport during a flight delay. It's a part of my life I can't get back.

Josh Elliott

#11. If ever there was a boy in love, sweet pea, it's Joe Fontaine.

Jandy Nelson

#12. Sweet Pea, the way you eat means you got tits and ass. This is good because I like tits and ass. This is bad because Tack and Lawson like 'em just as much as me. Then he shoved his noodles and veg into his mouth and said with his mouth full, Tack maybe more.

Kristen Ashley

#13. It is obvious that the newspaper produces the opinion of the readers.

Umberto Eco

#14. There are so many things to be tortured about, sweet pea. So many torturous things in this life. Don't let the man who doesn't love you be one of them.

Cheryl Strayed

#15. Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.

Boris Pasternak

#16. I don't have to tell you how pointless it is to dwell on the past, sweet pea.

Molly McLain

#17. Sweet pea?'" Alec said. "I was just trying it out." Alec shook his head. "No." Magnus shrugged. "I'll keep at it.

Cassandra Clare

#18. I was always active as a child. My dad tried to place me in every sport imaginable. I had so much energy, he wanted to push me in a direction where that energy was used appropriately to keep me out of trouble and focused while I was in school.

Apolo Ohno

#19. Gram walked between the brothers, and slipped an arm through each man's bent elbow. When she glanced over her shoulder at Paisley, her eyes gleamed with pleasure. "These two are mine, sweet pea. The next man in a kilt is yours. In Scotland, it's every woman for herself.

Vonnie Davis

#20. God will answer you prayers better than you think. Of course, one will not always get exactly what he has asked for ... We all have sorrows and disappointments, but one must never forget that, if commended to God, they will issue in good ... His own solution is far better than any we could conceive.

Fanny J. Crosby

#21. The power of taxing people and their property is essential to the very existence of government.

James Madison

#22. Sweet pea, you are my favorite hello and my hardest goodbye, and I don't want to go a day without you. Consider that your official invitation

Gena Showalter

#23. I have a lot of mice, I have a kitten named 'Girr,' I have an iguana named 'Invader Zim,' I have some fish, a whole buncha water snails, and a tarantula named 'Sweet Pea.'

Matthew Underwood

#24. One word continues to be used when people talk about Bob Crane's radio work: genius.

Carol M. Ford

#25. Those who see the fire run. The rest die from smoke.

Sarah Noffke