Sherry Yard Quotes

Chocolate is the first luxury. It has so many things wrapped up in it: Deliciusness in the moment, childhood memories, and that grin-inducing feeling of getting a reward for being good.

Chocolate is the first luxury. It has so many things wrapped up in it: deliciousness in the moment, childhood memories, and that grin-inducing feeling of getting a reward for being good.

Look, there's no metaphysics on earth like chocolates.

My music is like a baby pink frosted cake with sprinkles, but when you cut into it, there's a gooey, dark chocolate center.

Anything is good if it's made of chocolate.

I love ice cream, and I love chocolate.

Claggy is often seen as a negative word, yet for me it describes perfectly that full-mouthed feel of a treacle tart of banoffee pie.

We love chocolate.

I love to take things that are everyday and comforting and make them into the most luxurious things in the world.

Luxury is an enticing pleasure, a bastard mirth, which hath honey in her mouth, gall in her heart, and a sting in her tail.

I love nothing more than a good, rich, dark chocolate. It exhilarates. It satisfies.

I'm a sensualist. My two main indulgences are dark chocolate and massages.

If me and my friends are feeling decadent, we go for afternoon tea.

My favorite thing in the world is a box of fine European chocolates which is, for sure, better than sex.

You may have heard that … I breakfasted every morning on a dish of grilled millionaire.

If it's time to indulge, I love desserts, especially Hershey's chocolate. I also love sushi and Japanese food. Food is my favorite in general.

Every good jam tart deserves the finest preserve.

I love chocolates. It could be something as simple as a chocolate cake with vanilla ice-cream, or it could be macarons filled with chocolate.

Milk Duds and Hot Tamales are what I love.

I want to be the girl with the most cake.

I like this word decadent; all shimmering and purple and gold.

If you're afraid of butter, use cream.

Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.

Booze, broads and bullshit. If you got all that, what else do you need?

The greasier, the better.