He was a bold man that first ate an oyster.

No oyster in the world tastes as good as a Gulf oyster.

The first man gets the oyster, the second man gets the shell.

It's important that your shucked oyster is clean and pristine.

I do not weep at the world I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.

All art is autobiographical. The pearl is the oyster's autobiography.

Get action. Seize the moment. Man was never intended to become an oyster.

I had rather be an oyster than a man, the most stupid and senseless of animals.

I never thought I'd say this, but to any child listening, the world is your oyster.

The life of man is of no greater importance to the universe than that of an oyster.

If you read, the world is your oyster. It truly is. Reading makes everything possible.

A cocktail and an oyster is an awfully good thing after a park, especially one close to water.

Shy is the oyster, fervent is the clam, peaceful is the ocean floor rocked by the sands of time.

I love Montauk Pearl oysters. They are briny, creamy, and sweet. To me, they are the perfect oyster.

I'm not a big oyster eater. But I know people who will sit at a raw bar and eat oyster for two hours.

In the United States, there one feels free... Except from the Americans - but every pearl has its oyster.

Everybody is different; as long as you look like you belong and you can fit in, the world is you oyster now.

In my way of thinking, the world was my oyster, and there were thousands of products that could be developed.

Thanks to the abundance of shellfish in Puget Sound, Washington State is the largest oyster producer in the country.

Well, I suppose I've never really had a lifestyle that needs upkeep. I don't get cabs; I'm on the Tube with my Oyster card.

I can't think of anyone I admire who isn't fuelled by self-doubt. It's an essential ingredient. It's the grit in the oyster.

If you go back in American history, oysters were the food of poor people. New York was filled with oyster saloons in the 1800s.

No good poem, however confessional it may be, is just a self-expression. Who on earth would claim that the pearl expresses the oyster?

I look so fondly back on that time in my life when you first got an agent and you were in your mid-twenties and the world was your oyster.

Like the sand and the oyster, it's a creative irritant. In each poem, I'm trying to reveal a truth, so it can't have a fictional beginning.

They're like a weird couple. If you were to personify the artichoke and the oyster, they would have a great date. They would totally get along.

For memory, we use our imagination. We take a few strands of real time and carry them with us, then like an oyster we create a pearl around them.

So I was getting into my car, and this bloke says to me 'Can you give me a lift?' I said 'Sure, you look great, the world's your oyster, go for it.'

It's a short-lived career and I think I am in my prime now. I'm 34-0 and I want to go to 35-0 in spectacular fashion, and then the world is my oyster.

I blurbed a nice book, not at all like my book 'The Big Oyster,' called 'The Essential Oyster.' I blurbed a pretty good book about meat called 'Meathooked.'

If I want my daughter to try something, I eat it in front of her repeatedly without forcing the issue and, with some trial and error, the world is our oyster!

People, when they first come to America, whether as travelers or settlers, become aware of a new and agreeable feeling: that the whole country is their oyster.

Although oyster mushrooms have been studied extensively and support health in a number of ways, it is also extremely important to always cook oyster mushrooms!

My aunt in Texas, when she did the hazing things, they had girls swallow oysters. They'd wrap an oyster in dental floss, swallow them, and then pull them back up.

What can be more foolish than to think that all this rare fabric of heaven and earth could come by chance, when all the skill of art is not able to make an oyster!

The child who has no need to feign empirical knowledge about life can wonder and fantasise with great ease. The world is his oyster, or any other thing he wants it to be.

You need to feel comfortable. When you're comfortable, you feel confident. And when you're confident, the world is your oyster. Most important, you gotta feel what you wear.

Some feel as though the world is their oyster; others feel as though they were the oyster itself, plucked from the ocean, cracked open, and robbed of all that is precious to them.

I am fortunate: my parents told me the world was my oyster, when they could have said I wouldn't make it for a lot of reasons - rural, girl, small African country. So, no regrets.

The world's my oyster. But it worries me, all this showing off about being happy. Life is so precarious, and I know terrible things can happen. At the moment, everything is happy.

I'm a firm believer that the world should be your oyster when you're cooking. People should open themselves to other cuisines - there are a lot of hidden secrets all over the world.

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

In terms of the first Christmas when I met everybody, I went over to Nick's grandfather's house where they were having the big Christmas dinner, and they have this tradition of this thing called oyster stew.

We're all so digital, but the '50s was the era of watches you had to wind. When Sir Edmund Hillary and Tenzing Norgay reached the summit of Everest in 1953, Hillary was equipped with a Rolex Oyster Perpetual.

I have this whole section in my oyster book where I talk about how New Yorkers have gotten divorced from the sea and completely forget that they live by the sea, and I suggest that this happened when they lost their oysters.

My first concert - maybe it was 1979 - was a blur. I'm not sure whether it was Blue Oyster Cult/Cheap Trick/Pat Travers at San Jose Civic Auditorium or The Police/The Knack/Robert Johnson at Berkeley's Zellerbach Auditorium.

I have played characters where I haven't been absorbed - you know, what I call a typical film leading man role where you just have to look gorgeous and be attractive and charming. It bores me. I like a bit of dirt, a bit of sand in the oyster.

Ellis Island lies in New York Harbor 1,300 feet from Jersey City, New Jersey, and one mile from the tip of Manhattan. At the time of the first European settlement, it was mostly mud, sand, and oyster shells, which nearly disappeared at high tide.

I don't know any other lifestyle. I get up in the morning and I really do feel that the world is my oyster, and I start that way, the same as I would if I were preparing to write a song: put a blank piece of paper up on the piano and you go for it.

When I wake up in the morning, and I go to the piano, and there's a blank sheet of paper in front of me, by the end of the day, that could be a gold mine. You really do need to wake up and expect that the world is your oyster because it very well may be.

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