Best Pork Quotes

You can never put too much pork in your mouth as far as I’m concerned.

The truth in acting is that we are all hired help. We are a commodity. There is no difference between being an actor and pork bellies.

I’m Muslim the way many of my Jewish friends are Jewish: I avoid pork, and I take the big holidays off.

I’m carrying so much pork, I’m beginning to get trichinosis.

There is poetry in a pork chop to a hungry man.

He who cannot eat horsemeat need not do so. Let him eat pork. But he who cannot eat pork, let him eat horsemeat. It’s simply a question of taste.

Harvard has been almost as important to the American Jewish community as the pork-sausage industry.

She yanked my plate away and took it to the sink. She rinsed some bones that looked like pork shoulder, which was weird since we’d had chicken tonight.

When I was a kid everyone used to call me pork ‘n.

I have a few business ideas (that I’m going to advertise in High Times, amongst other places), and one of them is a service in which I offer to eat and describe pork to kosher people.

If Islam was to be saved, it would be saved by the crazy ones.

My dog keeps looking at me as if he knows my secret, as if he and he alone can see my soul. That or he wants this pork chop.

Since this is the age of science, not religion, psychiatrists are our rabbis, heroin is our pork, and the addict is the unclean person.

Well, I’ve got a color telly, and a fridge. I’ve got some pork chops in the fridge, but the chops keep going off, so I have to keep buying more.

I didn’t eat pork either. Except bacon, of course. Everyone eats bacon.

I always say we got 700 pounds of pork up front. They’re going to hold guys down and allow us linebackers to make a lot of plays. Even in practice. I’m loving it, man.

I do not like onions. It’s so funny because I am probably one of the least picky eaters ever. Pretty much any type of new food, I’ll try it, I’ll eat it. But onions, and pork. Pork and onions.

We can do anything. It’s not because our hearts are large, they’re not, it’s what we struggle with. The attempt to say Come over. Bring your friends. It’s a potluck, I’m making pork chops, I’m making those long noodles you love so much.

No pork, soda pop, cigarettes, alcohol – ever!

It is a solemn thought: dead, the noblest man’s meat is inferior to pork.

If there’s a God out there, then i would hope he has more important things to attend to than my drinking scotch or eating pork.

I object to you using words like squander and pork. What is pork in one part of the country is an essential project in another part.

If I had to narrow my choice of meats down to one for the rest of my life, I am quite certain that meat would be pork.

In the summer you want fresh, light and sort of quick things; in winter you want things that are comforting, so your body really tells you you want to go towards potatoes, apples, fennel, things that are warm and comforting. And loin of pork.

Now that we have the line-item veto there is no excuse for Congress to put pork in and no reason for the president not to line-item veto it out.

I like to have a spray bottle filled with apple juice to spray onto my meat. Whether it’s pork, chicken, or beef, it adds flavor. Also, it helps keep your meat a real golden mahogany-looking color and prevents it from turning black.

Prayer never brought in no side-meat. Takes a shoat to bring in pork.

I’m ashamed that Congress finds billions for pork-barrel subsidies but fails to find money for veterans’ health care.

Certain countries long ago succeeded where the U.S. has failed in commercializing their air traffic control systems, putting them in the hands of private or quasi-private operators able to raise capital, charge fees, and invest in growth, free of meddling by congressional pork barons. You want a drone-friendly air traffic control system? This is the place to start. Our FAA isn’t blindly anti-drone but simply marooned in a system that still needs thousands of eyeballs gazing at radar terminals and out of cockpit windshields.

Liberals believe and inexhaustible fund exists that can be tapped endlessly to pay for government social programs. Tax the rich and give it to a long line of moochers, pork barrel hustlers and ne’er-do-wells. These funds would otherwise have been employed as additional capital indispensable to economic progress.

You might be a redneck if you consider pork and beans to be a gourmet food.

The first pork-barrel bill that crosses my desk, I’m going to veto it and make the authors of those pork-barrel items famous all over America.

I’m not a strict vegetarian. I do eat beef and pork. And chicken. But not fish ’cause that’s disgusting! How do you know when fish goes bad? It smells like fish either way! ‘Hey this smells like a dumpster, lets eat it!’

As for bread, I count that for nothin’. We always have bread and potatoes enough; but I hold a family to be in a desperate way when the mother can see the bottom of the pork barrel. Give me children that’s raised on good sound pork afore all the game in the country. Game’s good as a relish and so’s bread; but pork is the staff of life… My children I calkerlate to bring up on pork with just as much bread and butter as they want.

Rice and peas fit into that category of dishes where two ordinary foods, combined together, ignite a pleasure far beyond the capacity of either of its parts alone. Like rhubarb and strawberries, apple pie and cheese, roast pork and sage, the two tastes and textures meld together into the sort of subtle transcendental oneness that we once fantasized would be our experience when we finally found the ideal mate.