“After two and a half engagements, of course I want to get married and have babies, so I am going to freeze my eggs.” WantTwoCoursesHalfBabyMarriedEggsEngagementFreeze Author:Sophie Monk
“the test of a cook is how she boils an egg. My boiled eggs are fantastic, fabulous. Sometimes as hard as a 100 carat diamond, or again soft as a feather bed, or running like a cooling stream, they can also burst like fireworks from their shells and take on the look and rubbery texture of a baby octopus. Never a dull egg, with me.” LooksSometimesHardRunningFoodBabyBedTestsCookingFantasticCooksStreamsDullEggsDiamondShellsFabulousFeathersTextureFireworksCoolingOctopusBoiled Eggs Author:Nancy Mitford
“What is a bad thing anyway? A bad thing is something that is different than what I want. Who gets to decide what the bad thing is? Jerry and Esther watched the mother bird lay her eggs in the nest, and then the neighbor's cat ate the baby bird. Esther said "bad cat!" And the cat said, "good bird!” WantSaidDifferentMotherBabyBirdCatAdversityLaysNeighborEggsBad ThingsNestsJerryEsther Author:Esther Hicks
“Having a baby isn't so bad. If you're a female Emperor penguin in the Antarctic. She lays the egg, rolls it over to the father, then takes off for warmer weather where she eats and eats and eats. For two months, the father stands stiff, without food, blind in the 24-hour dark, balancing the egg on his feet. After the little penguin is hatched, the mother sees fit to come home.” IfsLittlesTwoHomeMotherFatherHoursDarkFeetBabyMonthsFitFemaleBlindLaysWeatherEggsComing HomeEmperorTwo MonthsHaving A BabyPenguinsEgg Rolls Author:L. M. Boyd
“It is a well-documented fact that guys will not ask for directions. This is a biological thing. This is why it takes several million sperm cells... to locate a female egg, despite the fact that the egg is, relative to them, the size of Wisconsin.” WellsFactsGuyAsksMillionsBabyFemaleSizeDespiteCellsEggsRelativeThat GuyWisconsinWisconsin Weather Author:Dave Barry
“Dreams were the worst. Of course I dreamed of food and love, but they were pleasant rather than otherwise. But then I'd dream of things like slitting a baby's throat, mistaking it for a baby goat. I'd have nightmares of other islands stretching away from mine, infinities of islands, islands spawning islands, like frogs' eggs turning into polliwogs of islands, knowing that I had to live on each and every one, eventually, for ages, registering their flora, their fauna, their geography.” DreamAgeCoursesKnowingWorstMinesBabyAnd LoveIslandsPleasantNightmareEggsThroatInfinityGeographyFrogsStretchingGoatsFloraFood And Love Book:Geography III: Poems Source: Geography III: Poems
“Let's say that when I was a little baby, and all my bones soft and malleable, I was put in a small Episcopal cruciform box and so took my shape. Then, when I broke out of the box, the way a baby chick escapes an egg, is it strange that I had the shape of a cross? Have you ever noticed that chickens are roughly egg-shaped?” WayLittlesStrangeBabyShapesCrossesBoxesBonesBrokeEggsChickensChicks Book:The Winter of our Discontent Source: The Winter of our Discontent
“You see, cuckoos are parasites. They lay their eggs in other birds' nests. When the egg hatches, the baby cuckoo pushes the other baby birds out of the nest. The poor parent birds work themselves to death trying to find enough food to feed the enormous cuckoo child who has murdered their babies and taken their places." "Enormous?" said Jace. "Did you just call me fat?" "It was an analogy." "I am not fat.” TryingChildrenSaidEnoughParentPoorTakenBabyBirdLaysEnormousFatsEggsCall MeJaceNestsAnalogiesParasitesCity Of Fallen AngelsCuckoosCity Of Ashes Book:City of Ashes Source: City of Ashes