Welcome to my page of quotations about candy. My mouth waters just thinking about fruit chews, hot cinnamon candies, fruity licorice, butterscotch hard candies, peppermints, taffy, cotton candy, lemon drops, buttermints, tart and sour candies… yum! It’s no chocolate, mind you, but delicious sweets for chocolate intermissions. Enjoy the quotes!
Mike Teavee: “Why is everything here completely pointless?”
Charlie Bucket: “Candy doesn’t have to have a point. That’s why it’s candy.”
~Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, 2005, based on book by Roald Dahl, 1964, screenplay by John August
Cotton candy is the most amazing form of caramelization ever invented by man. ~José Andrés, to Anderson Cooper, 60 Minutes, 2010
~Ogden Nash, “Reflection on Ice-Breaking,” Hard Lines, 1931
Candy power! ~Mr. Willy Wonka (Roald Dahl, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, 1964)
You can tell a lot about a fellow’s character by his way of eating jelly beans. ~Ronald Reagan, in The New York Times, 1981 January 15th
I’m like a candy cane — sweet and twisted. ~Internet meme, c.2012
Mints. Do you want your breath to be acceptable for 15 minutes? Reach for mints. It’s like brushing your teeth — but with sugar. ~Saturday Night Live, “Weekend Update,” 2016 October 1st [Kenan Thompson spoofing David Ortiz; writing credits Kelly, Schneider, Kocher, McElhaney, Bartlett, Drezen, Bornstein, Bradley, Torres
November means 50% off Halloween candy! ~Internet meme, c.2013
Peter is such a candy freak. I knew he’d stay our all night if he could…. This was his biggest night of the year. Bigger than Christmas. When he got home, he’d turn the shopping bag over on his rug and dump out all the candy. Then he’d sort it for hours, making piles of one candy bar and then another. He’s so totally mental. Sometimes when he was smaller he’d actually roll on his back in his Halloween candy, like a dog. ~R.L. Stine, Goosebumps Hall of Horrors: Night of the Giant Everything, 2011
If your sweet tooth says candy — your wisdom tooth says Cerreta. ~Slogan of the Cerreta Candy Company in Glendale, Arizona, quoted 2006, www.cerreta.com
I’m a great lover of visual art and I will happily discuss the color and texture of Van Gogh’s Starry Night…. But I can think of nothing on earth so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night, which, for me, was ten to fifteen pounds of candy, a riot of colored wrappers and hopeful fonts, snub-nosed chocolate bars and SweeTARTS, the seductive rattle of Jujyfruits and Good & Plenty and lollipop sticks all akimbo, the foil ends of mini LifeSavers packs twinkling like dimes, and a thick sugary perfume rising up from the pillowcase.
And more so, the pleasure of pouring out the contents onto the rug in the TV room, of cataloging the take according to a strict Freak Hierarchy, calling for all chocolate products to be immediately quarantined, sorted, and closely guarded, with higher-quality fruit chews and caramels next, then hard candies, and last of all anything organic (the loathsome raisins). A brief period of barter with my brothers might ensue. For the most part, I simply lay amid my trove and occasionally massed the candy into a pile which I could sort of dive into, à la Scrooge McDuck and his gold ducats.
~Steve Almond, “Night of the Living Freak,” Candyfreak: A Journey through the Chocolate Underbelly of America, 2004