You're a cop. I need a doughnut.

Likest thou jelly within thy doughnut?

New mysteries. New day. Fresh doughnuts.

With a doughnut in each hand, anything is possible.

I take the no-doughnut pledge, and then I break it.

Never eat a heavily sugared doughnut before you go on TV.

I'd rather get a hot dog or a doughnut than write a song.

An optimist sees the doughnut; the pessimist sees the whole.

Give me a glazed doughnut, and a bottle of anything... to go!

"Jerks," I muttered. Then I brightened. "Oh, hey. Doughnuts."

As it turned out, everyone wanted a doughnut. Jace wanted two.

An actor without a playwright is like a hole without a doughnut.

After having a real baby, I was sitting on a doughnut for a month.

Don't look at the hole in the doughnut. Look at the whole doughnut.

I was going to go to church, but I decided to get doughnuts instead.

There isn't a problem on this earth that a doughnut cannot make better.

If you really taste a doughnut, it's pretty disgusting. They taste of grease.

Why doesn't Prin go and get her own goddamn blistering bloody shitty jelly doughnuts?

Stephanie, I'm begging you. Eat some doughnuts. I can't keep going like this." - Morelli

My dad thought I'd end up in the poorhouse or in doughnut shops with a bag full of reviews.

Embrace the grease, if any, and look fresh and human. I like to look like a glazed doughnut.

Indeed, it is a proven mathematical theorem that a doughnut is topologically distinct from a sphere.

And for those of you who watched the last programme, I hope all your doughnuts turn out like Fanny's.

You go into any doughnut shop and look at three cops having coffee, I guarantee I look like one of them.

I still take my own lunches to work. That way I can control what I'm eating, as opposed to another doughnut.

You pretty much can't get away from bacon or whiskey in the South. Put a doughnut in it and you'd be good to go.

Reality is like a doughnut: Everything that is good and funny and juicy is outside the center, which is just emptiness.

I never fry a doughnut! If you want a doughnut, go and buy one once in a blue moon. It's about everything in moderation.

I get a delivery of a diet food during the week, which doesn't mean that I don't eat the occasional Krispy Kreme doughnut.

I'm a little vague on the details but aren't doughnuts just the most marvellous thing to ever come out of organised religion?

Cancer is a cruel killer. It creeps up on us when we aren't expecting it. But cake is not cancer. A doughnut does not creep up on you.

You can have a table full of gourmet food, but the minute you put a box of Entenmann's doughnuts out, that's all people are gonna talk about.

If you keep your eye on the doughnut and do your work, that's all you can control. You can't control any of what's out there, outside yourself.

Pulmonarias need splitting every two or three years, as they rapidly develop into a doughnut with an empty centre that quickly gets filled with weeds.

I learned to bet the Red Sox, the Celtics, Suffolk Downs. I thought it was a glorious life - pull up to the doughnut shop, spread out, and plan your day.

In year 10 or 11, I used to buy packs of doughnuts for 50p from Morrisons, and sell them for 50p each. I made loads of money. So I was a doughnut hustler!

I have a doughnut every morning. The same kind, from a street cart. Vanilla frosted with sprinkles on one half, weirdly. How hard is it to sprinkle the whole thing?

The reality of life is, if you have a bagel shop and everybody is pouring into the doughnut shop across the street, if you want to stay in business, you start selling doughnuts.

Now, have I ever been tempted to break into a Krispy Kreme doughnut store in the middle of the night? Oh, yeah. God help us if I had a minibar stocked with cheesecake and chicken-fried steak.

I'm on my version of the protein diet, but there ain't no protein in it. It's a Krispy Kreme doughnut between two Cinnabons. And you soak it overnight in Red Bull. Then you chase it with a Snickers.

It takes courage, of course, to step out of the fray, as it takes courage to do anything that's necessary, whether tending to a loved one on her deathbed or turning away from that sugarcoated doughnut.

You can't beat a good doughnut. It has to be a jam one with light pastry and caster sugar on the outside. If I'm really tired, I have to hunt one down, because it gives me that sugar rush to keep me going.

Truthfully, everyone knows how to eat right. They know the difference between oatmeal and a jelly cream doughnut. They know how to walk. Everyone has this in their brain. When I started, we didn't have all this knowledge.

Dad was a baker, and we lived above the bakery, so I was always popping down to have an apple pie or a doughnut or a custard or gypsy tart: I had a very sweet tooth, and I think that that was what got me into doing what I do now.

Four out of the five discs in my lumbar spine are ruptured, herniated fully. Think of a jelly doughnut being squashed, and it hits nerves, causing bilateral sciatica. And I have irreparable sacral damage. And I have peripheral neuropathy.

I have the biggest sweet tooth, and just recently a doughnut shop in Portland called Pip's Original introduced a doughnut inspired by me called the 'Dirty Wu.' It is a cinnamon-sugar doughnut with sea salt, drizzled with honey and Nutella.

A guy is a lump like a doughnut. So, first you gotta get rid of all the stuff his mom did to him. And then you gotta get rid of all that macho crap that they pick up from beer commercials. And then there's my personal favorite, the male ego.

The other day, a doughnut shop in Portland called Pip's Originals tweeted me telling me that they named a doughnut after me called the 'Dirty Wu.' It is a cinnamon sugar doughnut drizzled with honey and Nutella. It was so good. I just won the Oscar in the sci-fi world.

It's one thing, holding open the door for someone at a grocery store, or the library, or just about anyplace else. But the doughnut shop is a different thing altogether. This is a get-in-and-out-as-fast-as-you-can operation. There's no room for courtesy or chivalry here.

President Obama is closing the prescription drug doughnut hole. He strengthened Medicare! He extended the life of the program by eight years. And what Governor Romney and Congressman Ryan won't admit is that their plan would require current seniors to pay, on average, $600 more each year for prescription drugs.

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