""You got beef, bring your cow, I will cattle you""
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"If anybody said that I should die if I did not take beef-tea or mutton, even under medical advice, I would prefer death."
"Using words to describe magic is like using a screwdriver to cut roast beef."
"You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!"
"What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?"
"Mustard's no good without roast beef."
"Well, dinner would have been splendid... if the wine had been as cold as the soup, the beef as rare as the service, the brandy as old as the fish, and the maid as willing as the Duchess."
"What you call a infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin War gets deep, some beef is everlastin"
"It is the Americans who have managed to crown minced beef as hamburger, and to send it round the world so that even the fussy French have taken to le boeuf hache, le hambourgaire."
"Political discourse has been reduced to "Where's the beef?" "Read my lips," and "Make my day." Where are the assassins when we really need them?"
"Any of us would kill a cow rather than not have beef."
"In California today, you may save more water by not eating a pound of beef than you would by not showering for six entire months."
"As my Lord says, my Lord's leg is not a side of beef. Thank you, my Lord, for instructing me."
"British Beatitudes! ... Beer, beef, business, bibles, bulldogs, battleships, buggery and bishops."
"My feeling is, if I can describe the way a steak looks on the plate, when it's just kind of juices are coming out, and it's almost alive, and just wants to be eaten, I hope that people will feel it, more than they will feel me describing the tangy minerality of the dry-aged beef between my teeth."
"You beef wit me, I'm-a even the score equally. Take you on Jerry Springer and beat your ass legally."
"But without a need, even the finest piece of beef is merely a piece of dead bull is it not?"
"The boys. The village boys. The beef-witted featherbrained rattleskulled clodpated dimdomed noodle-noggined sapheaded lunk-knobbed boys. How could anybody accuse her of stealing them? Why would anybody want them anyway?"
"And what have I done?" What? WHAT?...You've stolen them." With that, Cornelia fled, but Buttercup understood; she knew who "them" was. The boys. The beef-witted featherbrained rattledskulled clodpated dim-domed noodle-noggined sapheaded lunk-knobbed BOYS."
"It’s a trifle. It’s got all of these layers. First there’s a layer of ladyfingers, then a layer of jam, then custard, which I made from scratch, then raspberries, more ladyfingers, then beef sauteed with peas and onions, then a little more custard, and then bananas, and then I just put some whipped cream on top!"
"My beef was with essentially being a product. I didn't want to be a product, so I tried to get fired, but they didn't fire me, which was weird."