The Mexican people, once they have happened on a good food, he thought, flay the thing to distraction. Ham and eggs every morning now for two weeks. Since arriving in Guanajuato, bearing his typewriter, it had been the same thing each morning at nine. He stared at his plate, gently grieved.(“The Candy Skull”)

Anisette! You will eat your food, not demonstrate aerial warfare across the table with it.

In Wilson’s scale of evaluations breakfast rated just after life itself and ahead of the chance of immortality.

Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

No milk,” I said.”No milk,” said my sister.I watched my dad think about this. He looked like he was going to suggest that we have something for breakfast that you do not need milk for, like sausages, but then he looked like he remembered that, without milk, he couldn’t have his tea. He had his...

Alice laughed. ‘There’s no use trying,’ she said. ‘One can’t believe impossible things.’I daresay you haven’t had much practice,’ said the Queen. ‘When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. There goes the shawl again!

Everyone runs around trying to find a place where they still serve breakfast because eating breakfast, even if it’s 5 o’clock in the afternoon, is a sign that the day has just begun and good things can still happen. Having lunch is like throwing in the towel.

The only way to eat Cheerios is without cheer. Could a product name be more of an oxymoron?

I enjoy breakfast in bed. But not while I am sleeping, because that’s when I’m making love.

I wash my hair with strawberry jelly, because my favorite thing to eat for breakfast is lunch. It’s never too late to love someone, but sometimes it is too early.

I’m glad scrambled eggs don’t have lips, because when I’m grinning over a hearty breakfast, it would really freak me out to see my breakfast grinning back. I’ve eaten a man for less than that.

And now leave me in peace for a bit! I don’t want to answer a string of questions while I am eating. I want to think!””Good Heavens!” said Pippin. “At breakfast?

We’ve only been sitting here forty minutes. I’m never at the morning table less than an hour and a half. I do some of my finest plotting over breakfast coffee and raisin brioche.

Her cuisine is limited but she has as good an idea of breakfast as a Scotchwoman.”[Sherlock Holmes, on Mrs. Hudson’s cooking.]

One consequential change is that people used to get most of their calories at breakfast and midday, with only the evening top-up at suppertime. Now those intakes are almost exactly reversed. Most of us consume the bulk–a sadly appropriate word here–of our calories in the evening and take them to bed with us, a practice...

He expected pages and pages of bright pictures of pancakes of every variety shown in plain stacks, or built into castles or bridges or igloos, or shaped like airplanes or rowboats or fire engines. And pitchers of syrup to choose from — partridge berry syrup, thimbleberry syrup, huckleberry syrup, bosenberry syrup, and raspberry syrup. Then...

The days were sunny, the nights were star-studded. Indeed married life was strawberries for breakfast and loving all the time.

Welcome to Dinnerville, where it’s always breakfast. When love is in the air, you can tell it’s about to rain.

I have to have breakfast, and breakfast has to be eggs!

I had eggs for breakfast. I ate them off the hood of a politician’s car, after I threw them there.

Distance, the dissonance insurmountable,would be not the end,but a magnet.When fingertips kiss,they imprint and cement something,that cannot be disintegrated. Time becomes a phantom,the wind becomes an anchor,and old dreams- blankets of warmth.Lull with me, Lady,there is no greater escape.Love and war, even when buttered on toast,still makes for the breakfast of champions.

Two days ago, Tuesday at 10:10 am, I gave birth to a bagel. And God commanded me to slice up my only begotten bagel in two, and who am I to argue with God? So I did it. Then I ate it. I’m not proud of the last part, but at the time it seemed...

Funerals, Coffins, and Death. It’s not just a way of life; it’s also for breakfast. Yes, that is the new cereal I’m preparing to launch. Don’t mix it with milk. Pour it on formaldehyde.

Love is like breakfast with Mildred. Who’s Mildred? How the heck should I know? I don’t eat breakfast.

One should not have to walk into a restaurant and greet the staff to get good service. They should be greeting me and give me good service.

Fussing over food was important. It gave a shape to the day: breakfast, lunch, dinner; beginning, middle, end.

I’m not the kind of actor that would know what my character had for breakfast last Tuesday.

Hurray’, shouted Glokta. ‘Porridge again!’He looked over at the motionless Practical. ‘Porridge and honey, better than money, everything’s funny, with porridge and honey!

I can eat you at breakfast, not because I am a monster; it is only because you are too cute and yummy.

During the strict macrobiotic chapter of my life, I ate miso soup every day for breakfast and sometimes with dinner as well.

I’ll share my life with you. But, not my doughnuts.

My hands fell asleep, so I washed them with hot coffee. Then I had donuts for breakfast, by way of spinning circles in my car and burning rubber in the parking garage of my office building.

The first thing I do when I get up, I have breakfast.

When a woman didn’t enjoy it, she leaves early in the morning. Those who had a nice time will wait until the sun comes out, requests breakfast and taxi money. In the morning that lady requested breakfast and taxi money. You don’t ask for taxi money from somebody who raped you.

I make love like you might make an omelet. At least, I’m hoping you might make an omelet, because I skipped breakfast like a child skips home from the class he just skipped.

It puzzled K., at least it puzzled him looking at it from the policemen’s point of view, that they had made him go into the room and left him alone there, where he had ten different ways of killing himself. At the same time, though, he asked himself, this time looking at it from his...

full English breakfast,” which consisted of tea, orange juice, cookies, oatmeal, granola, berries, bananas, croissants, grapes, pineapples, prunes, yogurt, five kinds of cold cereal, eggs, hash browns, back bacon, sausage, smoked salmon, tomatoes, mushrooms, beans, toast, butter, jam, jelly, and honey. I don’t know how the British do it.

Francis Bacon has the most delicious last name ever, followed closely by Johnny Scrambledeggs. I make love like those two guys make breakfast out of family reunions.

I went to a restaurant that serves “breakfast at any time” so I ordered French toast during the Renaissance.

Remember the days when you let your child have some chocolate if he finished his cereal? Now, chocolate is one of the cereals.

I like sex for breakfast, kid. I eat early and often.

I like to think I am well-mannered. If I have the option at a breakfast place, I’ll go with the grits. That’s how Southern I am.

I think maybe today a poem I hopeafter breakfast I start tryingpulling it out of my own gutmostly by force

I mop my floor with a wet cloud. My love tissues are full of eye rain. Dinner will be served at breakfast.

I want to keep politics out of my breakfast. Politics isn’t something I want in my eggs, no matter how scrambled I like them.

She asked for soup, and I served her cereal. Our love was in the breakfast stage.

I like my eggs sunny side up at midnight, and I wear sunglasses when I eat them because they are so bright. They’re almost as blinding as my love for you, only not as runny.

Breakfast is my specialty. I admit it’s the easiest meal to cook, but I make everything with a twist, like lemon ricotta pancakes or bacon that’s baked instead of fried.

Every time I eat an English muffin I feel like I become more grammatically correct, more refined, more cultured, and an all-around gentleman.

Say “no” to corruption; it does not fit you! Say “no” to bad leadership; you don’t fit there. Say “no” to immorality; it will only fake you! Be bold to say “no” if that is what will take your breakfast away; you will get a sweeter lunch pack for compensation sooner.