Cider Quotes

Cider Quote of the day

I'll squeeze the cider out of your adam's apple.

The older I get, the more I become an apple pie, sparkling cider kind of guy.

Give me yesterday's bread, this day's flesh, and last year's cider

Goodnight you princes of Maine, you kings of New England.

I'm an all-things-in-moderation kind of person. I do eat a warm donut occasionally. I especially enjoy a cider donut when I'm apple picking. I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

Everybody thinks I drink beer but I actually like cider!

I have to have lemon and honey. I have to have apple cider vinegar, Braggs. And I have to have either Red Vines or Twizzlers. These things, you know, are the things that help my vocal performance.

The heat of autumn is different from the heat of summer. One ripens apples, the other turns them to cider.

The tarter the apple, the tastier the cider.

He that drinks his Cyder alone, let him catch his Horse alone.

Never praise your cider or your horse

It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.

For something warm, try adding cinnamon sticks and nutmeg to apple cider simmering on the stove. You'll get the added benefit of making your home smell amazing.

Yes, cider and tinned salmon are the staple diet of the agricultural classes.

Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn't raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things

To boldly go where no one has gone before

Nothing got inside the head without becoming pictures.

I always go to the Agriculture Building, where they make apple cider popsicles for a dollar.

Some folks of cider make a rout And cider's well enough no doubt When better liquors fail; But wine, that's richer, better still, Ev'n wine itself (deny't who will) Must yield to nappy ale

For Cider House Rules, I was doing a New England accent.

I won an Academy Award for 'The Cider House Rules,' playing an American.

We all know about the car breaking down on a deserted road scenario. That's cliché. I'm thinking more of Cider with Rosie, as in, the dark side.

I drink no cider, but feast on Philadelphia beer.

We split a bottle of Norman cider. Not everybody sells Norman cider by the bottle.

At about the age of ten, my friends and I discovered the joys of sitting in graveyards drinking merrydown cider and kissing and stealing our elder siblings' records.

For a terrible time of life a teen-ager deceives himself