Words matter. These are the best Jar Quotes from famous people such as Aditi Shankardass, Tom Noddy, Valentina Zelyaeva, Marcus Samuelsson, Lionel Shriver, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
When I was 10 years old, a cousin of mine took me on a tour of his medical school. And as a special treat, he took me to the pathology lab and took a real human brain out of the jar and placed it in my hands. And there it was, the seat of human consciousness, the powerhouse of the human body, sitting in my hands.
I needed to entertain myself at home nights… I got a jar of bubbles.
It’s a lot harder to stick to my regime when I’m travelling, so when I’m home, I make sure that when I wake up in the morning, I drink one litre of water with lemon to cleanse my body from the inside, and then I’ll have a big jar of vegetable juice.
When you’re in Portuguese-African Brazil, or Lisbon, or Mozambique, sometimes piri piri is used as a condiment. Sometimes piri piri is just spices from a jar, and sometimes it’s made with garlic, olive oil, cilantro, parsley, and some light chilies.
I read ‘The Bell Jar’ as an adolescent and, like most teenagers, had no problem identifying with a young woman who had everything going for her – looks, talent, opportunity, with her ‘whole life ahead of her,’ yadda, yadda, yadda – yet was spiraling into misery.
My dad’s one true quest in life was for the Platonic ideal of peanut butter. And I remember one day he announced, with a look of utter transfiguration on his face, that he had found paradise on Earth in a jar with a yellow cap. And it was called Red Wing.
The first book I ever bought for myself was ‘One Fish Two Fish’ by Dr. Seuss. My favourite page shows two children carrying an enormous glass jar up some stairs in the dark. In the jar is a tusked beflippered creature floating in brine.
I’m going to move on and do other things. My life isn’t going to be about Jar Jar Binks.
Little men with little minds and little imaginations go through life in little ruts, smugly resisting all changes which would jar their little worlds.
Man is born passionate of body, but with an innate though secret tendency to the love of Good in his main-spring of Mind. But God help us all! It is at present a sad jar of atoms.
After moving to California, I went on a no-buy streak. I began refusing short plane trips, using public transit or walking whenever possible, and turning the air-conditioning down. I even started carrying around a water bottle or a mason jar.
I realized I had it made because you don’t have to destroy anything to get honey. You can just use the same things over and over again, put it in a quart canning jar, and you’ve got $12.
All the pre-made sauces in a jar, and frozen and canned vegetables, processed meats, and cheeses which are loaded with artificial ingredients and sodium can get in the way of a healthy diet. My number one advice is to eat fresh, and seasonally.
George Lucas puts those types of characters in for the kids. Same with Jar Jar.
There is so much talent in British fashion: a real cookie jar of different aesthetics with designers like Mary Katrantzou, Erdem, Christopher Kane, J. W. Anderson, and Simone Rocha.
In real life, I swear by Edge Control by Olive Oil. My hairstylist hates it, but it’s everything to me. And I mean everything! It’s like a perm in a little jar of gel.
I started working when I was seven, and ever since then I’ve been saving for an apartment. Even before that I had a little jam jar designated for my apartment money.
I’m particularly fond of boned chicken breasts with a little garlic under the flesh and cooked in a casserole for 40 minutes with a jar of olives, some cherry tomatoes and a spoonful of olive oil.
My life isn’t going to be about Jar Jar Binks.
I love a jar of cockles. I love anything in vinegar – beetroot, little silverskin onions, cornichons – I’m forever grazing on stuff like that, fingers in a jar.
I have the heart of a child. I keep it in a jar on my shelf.
I’m always writing something. I’ve got so much stuff, I don’t know what to do with it. Some of it will be Strokes, some of it will be I don’t know what – stuff for pop singers. TV themes. I’ve got a jar stuffed with songs, all these ideas that are just me humming into a recording device.
On ‘Arrow,’ we have Ray Palmer and Roy Harper, and if you call Roy ‘Ray’ and Ray ‘Roy,’ you have to put money into the jar.
I remember where I was when I wrote that story, ‘Mermaid in a Jar.’ I was at a boyfriend’s, and he was the only boy I ever dated who was rich, and his parents had a ski chalet, and I just didn’t know how to break up with him, so I decided I would be celibate.
I used to keep a coin jar and would cash it in when I was pinched a little, back-in-the-day. I would always be shocked when the amount totaled $200 to $300.
My earliest childhood memory is watching the sunlight through a jar of amber full of wasps.
Cosmetics makers have always sold ‘hope in a jar’ – creams and potions that promise youth, beauty, sex appeal, and even love for the women who use them.
When I turned 40, I noticed I couldn’t read the label on the back of a jar of food – it turned to be the result of presbyopia where the lens of the eye loses its ability to focus on near objects due to age. So now I wear multifocal contact lenses – and they’ve been a real blessing.
I have no idea why a guy would bring a jar of peanut butter to a concert.
People have got to learn: if they don’t have cookies in the cookie jar, they can’t eat cookies.
If I had my druthers, I would be a brain in a jar, with a burlap skirt around the cart I’m on – I don’t attend to my physical being much.
Like its breakfast companion Marmite, jam seems to divide the crowds. In many of its mass-produced guises, it seems barely acquainted with the fruit named on the jar, tasting mostly of sugar.
Me and Greg Davies once shared a whole jar of pesto, neat, during the Edinburgh festival years ago because we had no food in the flat.
A God Jar is anything you wish it to be, in which you can put your wishes, dreams, problems, prayers. You may want to think of it as a spiritual mailbox.
As an adolescent, I went to charm school, where I learned to pour tea and relate to boys, which, as I recall, meant giving them the pickle jar to unscrew, whether it was too hard for me or not.
At Eleven Madison Park, instead of brioche or chocolates, we give our guests a jar of breakfast granola as a gift at the end of a meal. We also make savory granolas.
Just look at herbal remedies. It’s essentially a throwback. It’s saying you go to a plant and you mush it up and you stick it in the jar and you sell it and you eat it and it’s going to cure what ails you. And that’s the kind of stuff that people believed in the early 19th century.
My first taste memory is pickle. Even as a kid, I was really weird. I liked chillis. I used to climb up the shelves in my grandmother’s pantry. The pickle jar was kept right at the top. One time, I dropped the jar and it broke. I was totally busted.
It’s very different working with all adults. I have a swear jar so that, if they have a potty mouth, I make them pay. That’s what it’s like being on set with adults.
I often eat Skippy’s Super Chunk peanut butter out of the jar with a spoon. I don’t shamefully sneak it in the dark of night when everyone is in bed. I just twist that cap off and go to town right out in the open.
I spent my childhood eating. The only exercise I got was trying to twist off the cap of a jar of mayonnaise.
It happens to people. People ruin things they love! I’m sure the guy who played Jar Jar Binks loved ‘Star Wars.’
One of my favorite pieces of fan mail was a gift that I got. It was a jar filled with handwritten nice thoughts.
I started out with a dream to make a star in a jar in my garage, and I ended up meeting the President of the United States!