S. E. Hinton Quotes

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.

When I was ten years old, I saw a big, fat beetle get squished. I don't recall the circumstances, but that's not important. It's the result that stuck with me. The beetle's thick, viscous insides so closely resembled a crushed blueberry that, to this day, I can't eat raw blueberries without feeling nauseous.

My parents always used to complain about my eating habits. I was different. I was wrong. Everything had to be plain or boiled. I was 14 before I ate pasta with tomato sauce. My dad would take me to the best restaurants, and all I would eat was rice with olive oil.

I won't eat anything I can't spell or wouldn't tread in.

I am a picky eater. By that I mean, I love to pick the raisins out of oatmeal raisin cookies, the chips out of chocolate chip cookies, the white side off of black and white cookies, and the vanilla center out of Oreos.

I was 12 years old when I first realized that food could be hot. That's why I turned out the way I am.

I panicked when my son, Jett, stopped eating baby food. He's only two, but his food vocabulary is fantastic. He likes my baked tilapia and string beans with chopped garlic. But he really likes pizza. Sometimes every inanimate object to him is pizza.

In general my children refuse to eat anything that hasn't danced in television.

I am not a foodie, thank goodness. I will eat pretty much anything. A lot of my friends are getting incredibly fussy about food and I see it as a bit of an affliction.

I don't like vegetables and most fruit.

I don't like venison or sushi - I don't want to eat what some people think are 'luxurious' foods.

When I was a kid, I hated everything. I was really skinny, and I'd have a milkshake with an egg in it. Growing up, I ate, like, five different foods. I was not an adventurous eater. But as soon as I left home, that all changed and from that point on, I've been a pretty enthusiastic eater of new and strange food.

I have to say, sushi freaks me out more than almost anything.

I'm a really picky eater.

Green Eggs and Ham was the story of my life. I wouldn't eat a thing when I was a kid, but Dr. Seuss inspired me to try cauliflower!

I was a very picky eater.

I'm not fussy about my food.

I was not a fussy kid and had a good appetite. Only, I was not happy to eat keerai and vegetables.

My brother Max is three and half years younger than me but more of a fussy eater.

Like, I haven't even tried a cherry before, because I'm such a picky eater, and I behave like a 9-year-old.

As a kid, I was always picky about food; if it didn't 'look right,' I wouldn't eat it.

Intelligent people, caught at anything, denied it. Faced with evidence of having denied it falsely, people said they had not done it and had not lied about it, and didn't remember it, but if they had done it, or lied about it, they would have done it and misspoken themselves about it in an interest so much higher as to alter the nature of doing and lying altogether.

I start trying to stay unconscious. The problem with this is that no amount of willpower can change the reality.

As a rule they will refuse even to sample a foreign dish, they regard such things as garlic and olive oil with disgust, life is unliveable to them unless they have tea and puddings.

I am too sick to be out of bed, too crazy to sleep, and am surrounded by horrors.