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“Escape plan number seventeen," I told her. "Run away and open a juice stand in Fresno."
"Why Fresno?"
"Sounds like the kind of place people drink a lot of juice.”
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart

“Juice is a poor man鈥檚 dessert.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“You know, it's never wise to tempt the devil"
His gaze lowered to her hand, still locked in his grip, her finger glistening with pear juice.
His rich voice lowered to raw huskiness "had I not this mask, I should be of a mind to suck that juice right off your fingers”
― Kristen Callihan, Firelight

“Milk is the only juice in a world of cows.”
― Munia Khan

“Sensuality is not just the spice of life, it鈥檚 the juice of life.”
― Lebo Grand

“One of the leading causes of obesity is the misbelief that, when it comes to juice, 鈥�100%鈥� means 鈥榮ugar-free.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“He stopped at a Dunkin' Donuts and bought me an OJ and a bagel. Bribery wasn't going to make me forgive him, but I couldn't say no to carbs and juice.”
― Shaun David Hutchinson, The Apocalypse of Elena Mendoza

“Coffee is my Focus Juice. Without it, everything is just a dream.”
― Jarod Kintz, A Memoir of Memories and Memes

“You want some breakfast?鈥�
鈥淗ome fries?鈥�
There are potatoes in a bag on the counter, the Yukon gold kind. 鈥淐heck.鈥�
He smiles again. 鈥淧oached eggs?鈥�
I open the fridge, stare inside it. A carton of eggs wait happily on the shelf, ready to be cracked. 鈥淒ouble check.鈥�
鈥淥range juice?鈥�
I pull out the plastic container. 鈥淎pple cranberry.鈥�
He mock frowns, pulls himself off the couch, strides over. 鈥淥h, I don鈥檛 know. Apple cranberry is so . . .鈥�
鈥淪o what?鈥�
鈥淚t鈥檚 not really manly.鈥�
鈥淲hat? There are manly juices? Orange is more manly than apple cranberry?鈥�
He grabs the edge of the counter and leans back, stretching out his calves. I plop the juice container on the counter. He looks at me. His eyes are confused.
鈥淩eally, Nick. That is silly. You鈥檙e already having poached eggs.鈥�
鈥沦辞?鈥�
鈥淪o how are poached eggs manly?鈥�
He tilts his head. 鈥淭hey aren鈥檛 manly? Quiche isn鈥檛 manly, I know. But that鈥檚 egg in pie form. Poached eggs should be fine. Although fried eggs are probably the manliest. Maybe we should fry them.”
― Carrie Jones, Captivate

“Ambrosial!" Apicius said to me yet again one afternoon as we chopped beets for the evening meal.
The knife revealed dark rings with every slice. There was something precious to me about black food- sinister yet seductive. Oh, how the beet juice would look in glass goblets, the torchlight glinting off the black surface! Apicius loved beet juice, and the rumors about its powers as an aphrodisiac were always a wonderful source of conversation with his guests.”
― Crystal King, Feast of Sorrow

“In folk medicine today, the Sambucus nigra -Elderberry is widely considered one of the world鈥檚 most healing plants”
― Sheikh Gulzar-elderberry

“We were watching videos at night on her Samsung tablet or my company iPad. She showed me the Silvano Agosti 1983 Italian interview with a little Italian boy called 鈥淒'Amore si vive, We Live of Love.鈥� The boy was so cute, and his thoughts seemed similar to mine and Martina's. I was so deeply in love with her. The boy on the interview was just like what our own child would be, and we agreed and laughed. 鈥淲e Live of Love.鈥� What a coincidence! Living. By: Love. I knew the interview from before and she was surprised at how I knew about it. I showed her on my Instagram a picture of the boy I had recently taken a screenshot of and posted. With the subtitle at the right moment under his face: 鈥淒escubrir a la vida.鈥� To discover life. Together. With his one and only girlfriend, as the boy explains.
I told her multiple times that I was still unsure if she was real, or if it was all a dream; if I had only dreamed of her one night in the dark; if Pinto and I had invented her in my mind.
She was a big fan of space, but I thought she liked the mystery behind the endless space with all its questions and secrets for us humans. I thought she liked the sky and space because she recently flew from Argentina to land in my arms.
Martina and I were obsessed with Chris Rock and Eddie Murphy; we both knew all their stand-up comedies by heart. We kept replaying the best moments or faces that Chris or Eddie made. We had so much fun watching the same videos over and over that I couldn't believe it. Nobody else ever found the same moments or the same stand-ups as funny as Martina and I did. Nobody before or after found it so amusing. If I showed it to someone, they didn't understand why I was so excited about it or why racist jokes were so funny for an hour from one black comedian to the next. We were obsessed the way Eddie spoke about the 鈥瀂ebra-Bitch of his dreams, his dream-wife who doesn鈥檛 know the concept of money鈥�, saying 鈥渟he should have an afro, like Angela Davis goes 'God damn it.'鈥� We were laughing so much. Sometimes I tickled her flat belly or her ribs and she was laughing so sweetly and so much that she couldn't stop. She was begging me to stop tickling her when I barely touched her. She said 鈥淣o, no, no, no鈥� so many times so quickly and cutely that I had to stop and kiss her; I couldn't resist her lips or her person, I had to kiss and hug her.

We laughed so much at particular parts of Chris Rock's stand-up comedies that we could barely stop, almost as if we were tickling each other. We were laughing when Chris Rock was mocking Bone-Thugs-n-Harmony for singing 鈥榃elfare chariots鈥� such as 鈥濼he First of the Month鈥� or when he explained that the government hates rappers, but 鈥瀘nly the good rappers get gunned down. They could find Saddam Hussein in a cave in Iraq but couldn't arrest anyone related to Tupac Shakur鈥檚 assassination, which didn't happen in a cave in Iraq but in Las Vegas, on the Strip, not one of those side streets, but in front of Circus Circus, after a Mike Tyson fight. Now how many witnesses do you need, to arrest somebody?鈥�

We were fascinated with Eddie Murphy, Charlie Murphy, and Chris Rock, but when I showed her Richard Prior, Doug Stanhope, Aries Spears, or George Carlin, she was no longer so impressed for some reason.

Her favorite part perhaps was when Chris Rock talked about love and relationships. He said that 鈥瀥ou never really been in love unless you have contemplated murder; unless you have practiced your alibi in front of the mirror, staring at a can of rat poison for 45 minutes straight, you haven't been in love. And the only thing preventing you from killing your significant other was an episode of CSI.鈥� He said that relationships are hard and that in order for them to work, both people need to have the same focus, which is all about: her.”
― Tomas Adam Nyapi, BARCELONA MARIJUANA MAFIA

“But Sunkist forgot to mention that fruit juice is very bad for us and we can get vitamins and antioxidants in dozens of other foods that don't hurt us in the process.”
― Jessie Inchausp茅, Glucose Revolution: The Life-Changing Power of Balancing Your Blood Sugar

“I could kill you myself.
I know. But I have faith.
In what, you dumb bastard? Sorcery?
No, I said. In us. You. Them. If we survive, it'll be in cooperation with them.
At their mercy.
Which they have. Decency, too. And potential. Question is, comrade, do we?
Fuck off.”
― Tim Winton