I like almonds as a snack - keeps your energy up but doesn't fill you up.
Almond blossom, sent to teach us That the spring days soon will reach us.
I said to the almond tree, 'Sister, speak to me of God.' And the almond tree blossomed.
Marc Almond has done a couple of covers, a few people in Europa have done them. I own all the publishing. It's never really been addressed, as I haven't had the time to go out and tout the songs.
When an almond tree became covered with blossoms in the heart of winter, all the trees around it began to jeer. 'What vanity,' they screamed, 'what insolence! Just think, it believes it can bring spring in this way!' The flowers of the almond tree blushed for shame. 'Forgive me, my sisters,' said the tree. 'I swear I did not want to blossom, but suddenly I felt a warm springtime breeze in my heart.
Timeless and versatile, Toasted Almond is an organic shade that speaks to authenticity and all that is natural.
If words had flavors, hers would be bitter almonds and coffee grounds.
Almond milk + cinnamon crunch = major key to success.
It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.
Your True Nature Is Love. There's Nothing You Can Do About It.
I always leave a box of unsalted almonds in my house. A handful of those are a good snack that should keep you satisfied.
Everybody dies. There's nothing you can do about it. Whether you eat six almonds a day. Whether or not you believe in God.
My dream of happiness: a quiet spot by the Jamaican seashore . . . hearing the wind sob with the beauty and the tragedy of everything. Sitting under an almond tree, with the leaf spread over me like an umbrella.
Cauliflower is nothing but cabbage with a college education.
I love almonds as a snack, and in the morning, yogurt is a fantastic go-to. Sometimes I mix them together.
One of my last few vices is coffee, but with a spot of almond or soymilk, it's never tasted better!
Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it.
People are like, "Oh, I want to make your eyes almond." I don't have almond eyes! Why are you trying to change my eye shape?
Everybody dies. There’s nothing you can do about it. Whether or not you eat six almonds a day. Whether or not you believe in God. (Although there’s no question a belief in God would come in handy. It would be great to think there’s a plan, and that everything happens for a reason. I don’t happen to believe that. And every time one of my friends says to me, “Everything happens for a reason,” I would like to smack her.)
So many want to be lifted by song and dancing, and this morning it is easy to understand. I write in the sound of chirping birds hidden in the almond trees, the almonds still green and thriving in the foliage.
Fine food is poison. It can be as bitter as antimony and bitter almonds and as repulsive as swallowing live toads. Like the poison the emperor took every day to stop himself being poisoned, fine food must be taken daily until the system becomes immune to its ravages and the taste buds beaten and abused to the point where they not only accept but savour every vile concoction under the sun.
Natural beauty products are a must! I use coconut oil-based RMS makeup, and I slather almond oil on my hands to soak while I watch a movie.
Count up the almonds, Count what was bitter and kept you waking, Count me in too: I sought your eye when you glanced up and no one would see you, I spun that secret thread Where the dew you mused on Slid down to pitchers Tended by a word that reached no one’s heart. There you first fully entered the name that is yours, you stepped to yourself on steady feet, the hammers swung free in the belfry of your silence, things overheard thrust through to you, what’s dead put it’s arm around you too, and the three of you walked through the evening. Render me bitter. Number me among the almonds
We wove a web in childhood, A web of sunny air; We dug a spring in infancy Of water pure and fair; We sowed in youth a mustard seed, We cut an almond rod; We are now grown up to riper age Are they withered in the sod?
Whether I'm flying two hours or across the country, I always make sure to have a packet of almonds with me, an apple, and a Luna bar. I carry those around on a daily basis in case I'm stuck somewhere or hungry.
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