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Safe word is Pickle
Is it solid or cream filled?" Dallas screams.
My legs, arms, torso, underarms, and parts of my eyebrows have been stripped of the stuff, leaving me like a plucked bird, ready for roasting.
An editor named Kerrie Hughes wanted me to write a short story that brought my fire-spider Smudge from my goblin books into the present-day world. I came up with libriomancy as a way to make that happen.
ground, then drank some and fancied it
[Tar water] is of a nature so mild and benign and proportioned to the human constitution, as to warm without heating, to cheer but not inebriate.
Skins tanned to the consistency of well-traveled alligator suitcases.
Evanescent like ice that is melting away;
It tastes like water spiked with strange.
madeleine soaked in her decoction of lime-flowers which my aunt used to give me (although I did not yet know and must long postpone the discovery of why this memory made me so happy)
The nouvelle cuisine of anarchy. Barium nitrate in a sauce of sulfur and garnished with charcoal. That's your basic gunpowder. Bon appetit.
There was no smell, no texture, no temperature to it. It had as much substance as a politician's promise.
Mix ingredients. Close bottle with a cork and fix cloth rags around the mouth. Soak rag in kerosene immediately before use. Light and enjoy!
I am now standing in a mixture of cooling fluid, gasoline, and cola.
If I had the choice between smoked salmon and tinned salmon, I'd have it tinned. With vinegar.
Excerpt from Magel's Daughter:
"I think we're all like the lutefisk, steeped in poison, and then we try to clean it up for Christmas.
Balsamic vinaigrette, Tabasco, and giblets. Then let it boil.
Were they making the Kool-Aid in breathable form these days?
His popcorn exploded with truffle oil and shaved Parmesan, or chopped pretzels and chewy flecks of caramel. Today's batch smelled like curry and toasted almonds.
Drain and dry pickles.
a cloudy cocktail called Smoke, made by mixing water and fuel alcohol. Smoke joints were tucked into the back of paint stores, drugstores, and markets, among the dry goods and the stacked cans.
Without the brandy, it's just ... crumbled up tes leaves floatin' in warm
water ... and what fun would that be?
Aunt Maddy from Angela's Coven #covenbooks
What is [insert name here]? Does it taste good?
Cheese, where you takes liquid from a cow lady's business parts, mix it with a bit o' juices from a baby cow's fourth stomach and then let it grow all fuzzy-moldy for a few years, eh?
All sliced up and sealed tight in baggies. Guess love makes you do funny things.
Being Flavia de Luce was like being a sublimate: like the black crystal residue that is left on the cold glass of a test tube by the violet fumes of iodine.
Simple, like uncarved wood.
We burnt the salt and the herbs (in America it is correct to drop the h in herbs
it does sound odd.)
When you are faced with food that has been sterilized, fumigated, hydrogenated, hydrolyzed, homogenized, colored, bleached, puffed, exploded, defatted, degermed, texturized, or if you don't know what has been done to it, the safest rule is not to eat it.
Laminated Lettuce ... perfect for holiday gift giving.
Dumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it.
Incubated. And then raised. And then beheaded. And then plucked. And then cut up. And then put on a grill. And then put on a bun. Damn, it's gonna take a while. I don't have time. Scrambled!
Beer ... a high and mighty liquor.
As though I had been flat water and now I was carbonated.
The purple, formalized, iridescent, gelatinous bladder of a Portuguese man-of-war was floating close beside the boat. It turned on its side and then righted itself. It floated cheerfully as a bubble with its long deadly purple filaments trailing a yard behind in the water.
Control, edit and distill.
_I_ boil it." Joseph entered last, closing the door behind them. "Last time, you burnt it."
Connor glared at Joseph. "We were attacked! What would you have me tell the Abenaki? 'I cannae fight just now. I'm makin' candy. Would you like a wee taste?
Never has my flabber been so completely gasted.
I suppose I'd get in trouble if I were to melt them down.
Orange juice and barbecue sauce. Then slow cook them at two fifty for four hours.
It is complete loose stool water. It is arse-gravy of the worst kind. - About The Da Vinci Code
was like a crystal bowl filled with warm kettle corn. But when you lifted it up and checked the bottom, you could see a layer of burnt, unpopped kernels. The kind that makes you flinch from the unexpected bitter taste. The kind that may cause you to chip a tooth.
Charred, blackened, and cooked, the morsel was brought to the mouth and chewed, contemplated, and swallowed with relish. There was no sauce or seasoning and no consideration for aesthetics or art. Yet the combination of meat and fire yielded something revolutionary. Cooked meat made man happy.
Steeped like a teabag in aristocratic pretensions ...
Yielding, like ice about to melt.
Sweetly and subtly perfumed ... so soft it is best eaten with a spoon, a tenderness more appealing to gourmets than to those who have to pick, ship, handle and store it in constant fear of ruinous spoilage.
Her ruddy brown skin had the texture of pebbled linoleum.
A martini. Shaken, not stirred.
Once a cucumber turns into a pickle, you can't turn it back into a cucumber. And I've been pickled by the internet for a long time.
Albumen, and made other foul-smelling things into
Where did you get that candy again?" Leven asked, worried.
"The pile said 'flavored'," Clover answered back, his face a chocolatey mess.
"Flavored?" Leven said exasperated. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Clover argued. "F-l-a-w-e-d
flavored.
especially because the process of hydrogenation destroys the linoleic content of the oil
Velveeta: you can eat it - or wax your car with it!
In the future, we will play games while floating naked in a tank of warm, sensory-depriving gelatin. Games will be distributed chemically, into the gelatin, and absorbed into the player's skin. The gelatin will be Lingonberry-flavored, and the games will encourage good citizenship.
a total fucking gas
a sour lozenge on my tongue.
This whole world was a processed petroleum product.
Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?
homemade wine or a
Who marinate in spotlights
are condemned to be burnt
Cucumber. The cucumber is just a pickle before it started drinking.
A smell of sandalwood boxes, a kind of glaze on the air from all the chintzes numbed his earthy vitality, he became all ribs and uniform.
Float like a corpse sting like a lemon.
When that Aprille with his shoures sote.
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertue engendred is the flour.
You either evolve or dissolve.
Most smoked salts are made with liquid smoke, which is a condensate, but really, really good smoked salt is literally smoked.
He smelled of moon swamps and old Egyptian bandages. He was something found in museums, wrapped in nicotine linens, sealed in glass. But he was alive, puling like a babe, and shriveling unto death, fast, very fast, before their eyes.
My body was sore all over, and I suddenly had my very own hot water bottle in the shape of Lev.
He felt like a bottle that is being slowly filled with warm, dirty warter.
Unleavened Bread, all
You're a marshmallow. Soft and sweet and when you get heated up you go all gooey and delicious.-
Codeine . . . bourbon.
Well, if you put enough pressure on coal it turns into pearls!
Cheese. The adult form of milk.
Rorshach's journal. October 16, 1985. Been waiting in Moloch's fridge for three hours. Ate two raw eggs and packet of honey mustard sauce. Just realized I am sitting on baking soda. Freezing ass off. Really have to take leak.
Th' first thing to have in a libry is a shelf.
Fr'm time to time this can be decorated with lithrachure.
But th' shelf is th' main thing.
Hunger was shred into atomics in every farthing porringer of husky chips of potato, fried with some reluctant drops of oil.
Civilization begins with distillation
We all teach ... the chemistry of Lavoisier and Gay-Lussac.
She tore off a piece of baguette; it was both crusty and soft, still warm in the centre. It was amazing how something so simple, so basic could be this delicious.
Here, rancid air hangs heavily in a void, its texture thick, liquid, clinging, in a night full of the hot smells of decay.
It may be, after all," said the Student Anselmus to himself, "that the superfine stomachic liqueur, which I took somewhat freely in Monsieur Conradi's, might really be the cause of all these shocking phantasms, which tortured me so at Archivarius Lindhorst's door.
Are you lishening, my pretty vermin, are you lishening?
Raw. Dirty. Scandalous and oh so delicious.
Instant coffee is just old beans that have been cremated.
The first thing we pulled out was a lump of white gunk.
"Wax," Carter pronounced.
"Fascinating.
The comfort of browning butter and the excitement of lemon zest.
My favorite is Steamfresh broccoli with just a hint of garlic salt.
Disintegrated.
Like something had gone wrong beaming her onto the Starship Enterprise.
If you've ever wondered what that feels like, it's a lot like melting but more violent
Cyanide. On ice with a twist of lime. Or water. But I'm not budging on the lime."
Lyon, Jennifer (2013-02-22). The Proposition (The Plus One Chronicles) (Kindle Location 1365). Jennifer Lyon Books. Kindle Edition.
We've discovered a way to dilute
Same result, only I'd be steam-cooked instead of roasted.
Vinegar of the interrogator with the oil of a flirt,
With liquid zeolite, we have returned to the basic healing approach for all chronic diseases, which is to free up and activate the vital life force. Liquid zeolite is truly an alchemical gift from the Divine
Was embarrassed; she wished only to melt into the ground. To dissolve
You are offered a piece of bread and butter that feels like a damp handkerchief and sometimes, when cucumber is added to it, like a wet one.
Interesting. Stonecipheco Baby Foods. Not a bad line of products, really. A bit soft and runny for my taste, of course ... "
"Well, it's infant food, really, Norman.
If I could caste the Sun run as liquid
I would bid it pool warm at your feet
I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me.
When I went to visit this rice cake plant, I hadn't realized how the rice cakes were made. As soon as I saw the molds of rice and how the heat pops it like popcorn, the light bulb went off. This is popped. This isn't baked or fried.