Lemon Meringue Pie Murder Quotes

Time & Money. They're always the deciding factors. ~ Joanne Fluke

The next time you come to the Cookie Jar, the coffee's on me. You could probably bottle that stuff of yours and sell it for rat poison. ~ Joanne Fluke

I never believed it. That day in the Port-a-loo, while the world's largest lemon meringue pie baked, I was convinced I was having my last miscarriage. But then the bleeding stopped. It was just "spotting," as the medical world cheerily calls it. A spot of rain. A spot of bother. But even when the spotting finally stopped, I didn't believe I was having a baby. ~ Liane Moriarty

Sure, they only had ten days to stop the giants from waking Gaia. Sure, he could die before dinnertime. But he loved being told that something was impossible. It was like someone handing him a lemon meringue pie and telling him not to throw it. He just couldn't resist the challenge. ~ Rick Riordan

The key to happiness is to try to make a best of, and be thankful for, the hand we're dealt. When life gives you lemons make lemon meringue pie. ~ Colleen Houck

In all my work, I try to say - 'You may be given a load of sour lemons, why not try to make a dozen lemon meringue pies?' ~ Maya Angelou

Okay." He popped everything into the fridge. "Now I just need to grab some things from upstairs."
"For the pie?"
"For you. Give me like...five minutes. And--" he flashed his toothiest grin "--take you clothes off."
I froze. "When you said you wanted lemon meringue pie and filthy sex, I didn't think you meant together."
"That's what you get for underestimating me. ~ Alexis Hall

I'd wandered over to Kathleen's, knowing Moses should be done with work, and coaxed him to the backyard with a couple of Cokes and two pieces of lemon meringue pie Kathleen had been happy to part with. She liked me, and I knew it, and she was incredibly helpful in maneuvering Moses when he pretended to not want my company or lemon meringue pie when we both knew darn well he wanted both. ~ Amy Harmon

But if they were afraid of lemon meringue pie, this would be an irrational fear, because lemon meringue pie is delicious and has never hurt a soul. ~ Lemony Snicket

It is a peculiar monthly Affliction inducing them [the men of Regency England] to take on various unnatural shapes - neither quite demon, nor proper beast - and in those shapes to roam the land; to hunt, murder, dismember, gorge on blood, consume haggis and kidney pie, gamble away their familial fortune, marry below their station (and below their statue, when the lady is an Amazon), vote Whig, perform sudden and voluntary manual labor, cultivate orchids, collect butterflies and Limoges snuff boxes, and perpetrate other such odious evil - unless properly contained. ~ Vera Nazarian

I made some mistakes: my lemon bars were a little too mouth-puckering, and my lava cakes didn't ooze. But then I made black pepper almond brittle ("astounding," according to Vik), chocolate mint wafers ("invigorating"), and apple sage cakes ("inspiring"). Vik helped me think of ways to make them all better. We discussed herbs, spices, and flavorings, and I taught Vik about the million miraculous ways to use eggs, including a cool way to make sugar-dusted herbs and flowers with meringue powder. ~ Rajani LaRocca

Defending her scandalized ex-husband had cost Jenna Wheeler's family greatly in the suburban standings - but the murder of Haley McWaid must have made life here fairly untenable. Parents ~ Harlan Coben

I'm what is known as perimenopausal. "Peri", some of you may know, is a Latin prefix meaning 'SHUT YOUR FLIPPIN' PIE HOLE". ~ Celia Rivenbark

Unfortunately, the next thing I say sounds deranged. "I want to know what's going on in your brain. I want to juice your head like a lemon." "Why ~ Sally Thorne

Going to straight-up fucking murder you, and drink a latte out of your skull." "You forgot to mention poison," I said, taking ~ Seanan McGuire

No, I should kill him. He said himself he would eventually go back to the demons. But he turns long-lashed eyes on me, full of entreaty, as if he were saying: please, please let me come murder the molester with you. How do you say "no" to eyes like those? They are a magical combination of sex and puppy.
Better than it sounds, I promise. ~ Eliza Crewe

But it's wonderful,' said Mr. Giles, when he had explained, 'what a man will do, when his blood is up. I should have committed murder - I know I should - if we'd caught one of them rascals. ~ Charles Dickens

I was born gay, just as I was born black. ~ Don Lemon

The Hebrew original does not say, 'Do not kill.' It says, 'Do not murder.' Both Hebrew and English have two words for taking a life - one is 'kill' (harag, in Hebrew) and the other is 'murder' (ratzach in Hebrew). ~ Dennis Prager

Roschach's Journal: October 12th, 1985
Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face.
The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown.
The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!" ... and I'll look down and whisper "No. ~ Alan Moore

She looked at the produce stalls, a row of jewels in a case, the colors more subtle in the winter, a Pantone display consisting only of greens, without the raspberries and plums of summer, the pumpkins of autumn. But if anything, the lack of variation allowed her mind to slow and settle, to see the small differences between the almost-greens and creamy whites of a cabbage and a cauliflower, to wake up the senses that had grown lazy and satisfied with the abundance of the previous eight months. Winter was a chromatic palate-cleanser, and she had always greeted it with the pleasure of a tart lemon sorbet, served in a chilled silver bowl between courses. ~ Erica Bauermeister

What happens when lying and stealing and immorality and murder become the norm? The result can be summarized in one word: chaos. ~ Billy Graham

I'm not going to fucking calm down. I'm going to hunt that bastard down and murder
him."
"Oh fuck," Hank rocked back on his heels, his eyes went to the ceiling, his hands went to his hips.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothin'."
"What?" I asked, louder.
His eyes came back to me. "You aren't
huntin' anyone down."
"Wel ... no," I said, staring at him like he was crazy. "I was just saying that because I'm mad as hell. I wouldn't begin to know how to hunt him down." ~ Kristen Ashley

The biggest sin in Satanism is not murder, nor is it kindness. It is stupidity. ~ Marilyn Manson

In modern society, where anyone in theory can make money, it is difficult to appreciate that once upon a time wealth was tied absolutely to social class, and therefore social class determined what you ate, even to the extent of determining the type of pastry making up your pie. Farming and household manuals of the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries clearly instructed that the piecrust for the master's family be made from the finest wheat flour, whereas for the servants' piecrust the second milling of wheat or barley was to be used, or maslin (a mix of wheat and rye) or rye. ~ Janet Clarkson

Envious, cold, and lonely. The perfect ingredients for a nice homemade bitter pie. ~ Cecelia Ahern

I will murder you by the billions to give you immortality. I will set fire to your civilization to light your way forward. But know this: My species is not defined by your dying, but by your living. ~ Daniel H. Wilson

Year they even sacrificed a great buffalo whose burned bones spelled 'murder,' but the tapping ~ Richard Price

Daring to approach the brothers' tension-filled embrace, Livia touched one of Beckett's coiled arms. "Beckett." She waited until his furious face turned toward her mouth. "I still need you. Here. I can't wait for him without you. You promised. I'm not man enough. Remember?"
Livia held her breath.
"You've got your sister," he said quietly.
"Let go of him, Cole. Please." Livia nodded at the puzzle of arms, each with its own agenda.
Cole looked reluctant as he stepped away, keeping his body between Beckett and Chris.
"It has to be all of us. Don't ask me how I know, but I do. We all have to sit here and hope for the best. Pray for the best. Even with that pile of shit right there." Livia didn't have to point; they could all feel pulsating of the evil that was lodged in Chris.
"We have to think about Blake - getting fixed, getting healed, getting back to us. Adding murder to tonight is wrong. It's all wrong. You have to make a different choice. I trust you, Beckett. You can do this."
Livia's earnest words seemed to make Beckett want to curse. His face boiled red for a moment. Only Beckett could hear Livia's gentle breath that pleaded, "Please."
Rather than leaping to action, he rubbed his forehead and took in great gasps of air. Finally, he grabbed her head in a giant hug. "For you, Whitebread. Only for fucking you. ~ Debra Anastasia

I‟m going to kill her," Francesca said to no one in particular. Which was probably a good thing, as there was no one else present.
"Who are you talking to?" Hyacinth demanded.
"God," Francesca said baldly. "And I do believe I have been given divine leave to murder you."
"Hmmph," was Hyacinth‟s response. "If it was that easy, I‟d have asked permission to eliminate half the ton years ago."
Francesca decided just then that not all of Hyacinth‟s statements required a rejoinder. In fact, few of them did. ~ Julia Quinn

He should have caught up with me inside of fifteen minutes at the outside, if he'd been able to get on the next train after mine. But then there was that station agent to be considered. And Rafe didn't have a solitary coin on him; he'd have to break one of those fifties. I now remembered something that I'd been noticing half my life and that had never meant anything to me until today - a little sign outside each subway change booth, advising the public that the agent wasn't obliged to make change for anything bigger than $1. Never get mixed up in a murder, flashed through my mind insanely, unless you've got plenty of small change.
("Don't Wait Up For Me, Tonight") ~ Cornell Woolrich

Hey you know what they say you should do when life gives you lemons?"
The sudden change in topic made my head spin, "Make lemonade?" I answered weakly.
"Lemonade? Who the fuck do you hang out with, Girl Scouts? No, when life gives you lemons, you add vodka and make a lemon drop. ~ Cardeno C.

What's more American than violence?" Hayduke wanted to know. "Violence, it's as American as pizza pie. ~ Edward Abbey