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Sauce Quotes - Page 4

I am a big barbecue-sauce guy.

I am a big barbecue-sauce guy.

Rick Majerus, Gene Wojciechowski (2000). “My Life On a Napkin: Pillow Mints, Playground Dreams and Coaching the Runnin' Utes”, Hyperion

No sauce equals appetite.

Muriel Lester (1937). “It Occurred to Me”

There's no sauce for play like work.

Edna Ferber (2014). “A Peculiar Treasure: An Autobiography”, p.288, Vintage

thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.

William Shakespeare (2012). “The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet”, p.49, Hackett Publishing

... we shall never become an immense power in the world until we concentrate all our money and editorial forces upon one great national daily newspaper, so we can sauce back our opponents every day in the year; once a month or once a week is not enough.

Susan B. Anthony, Ida H. Harper (2017). “HISTORY OF WOMEN’S SUFFRAGE Trilogy – Part 2: The Trailblazing Documentation on Women’s Enfranchisement in USA, Great Britain & Other Parts of the World (With Letters, Articles, Conference Reports, Speeches, Court Transcripts & Decisions)”, p.281, e-artnow

Two days' hunger made a fine sauce for anything.

"The Eye of the World: Book One of 'The Wheel of Time'".

Among the classic tastes: bread sauce, Nuits St Georges Les Perdrix 1962, Worcestershire sauce, Toblerone and Bovril.

Kenneth Tynan, John Lahr (2002). “The Diaries of Kenneth Tynan”, p.166, A&C Black

Onion sauce! Onion Sauce!

Kenneth Grahame (1908). “The Wind in the Willows”, p.3

The truth sticks in our throats with all the sauces it is served with: it will never go down until we take it without any sauce at all.

George Bernard Shaw (2015). “The Collected Works of George Bernard Shaw: Plays, Novels, Articles, Lectures, Letters and Essays: Pygmalion, Mrs. Warren’s Profession, Candida, Arms and The Man, Man and Superman, Caesar and Cleopatra, Androcles And The Lion, The New York Times Articles on War, Memories of Oscar Wilde and more”, p.4094, e-artnow

A crude meal, no doubt, but the best of all sauces is hunger.

Edward Abbey (1988). “Desert Solitaire”, p.140, University of Arizona Press