I never liked bananas much anyway. Two-thirds of the way down even one banana I am willing to concede defeat smilingly and give th...e rest to the nearest monkey.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And deck the bananas in leaves Plucked from the Carib trees,... Fibrous and dangling down, Oozing cantankerous gum Out of their purple maws....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The early twenties when we drank wood alcohol and every day in every way grew better and better, and there was a first abortive sh...ortening of the skirts, and girls all looked alike in sweater dresses, and people you didn't want to know said "Yes, we have no bananas," and it seemed only a question of a few years before the older people would step aside and let the world be run by those who saw things as they were--and it all seems rosy and romantic to us who were young then, because we will never feel quite so intensely about our surroundings any more.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Kidd Dabb: The boat doesn't stop at Santa Maria this trip. Geoff Carter: Why not?... Kidd: They have no bananas. Geoff: They have no bananas? Kidd: Yes, they have no bananas.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For parents, the terrible twos are a psychological preview of puberty.... At the age of two or three, children eat only bananas an...d refuse to get a haircut. Ten years later, they eat only bananas and refuse to get a haircut.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I have been spending my first night in an American "summer hotel," and I despair of the Republic! Such dreariness, such whining ca...llow women, such utter absence of the amenities, such crass food, crass manners, crass landscape!... What a horror it is for a whole nation to be developing without a sense of beauty, and eating bananas for breakfast.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I despair of the Republic! Such dreariness, such whining sallow women, such utter absence of the amenities, such crass food, crass... manners, crass landscape!!... What a horror it is for a whole nation to be developing without the sense of beauty, & eating bananas for breakfast.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Midnight, and the clock strikes. It is Christmas Day, the werewolves' birthday, the door of the solstice still wide enough open to... let them all slink through.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »