“Yes yes (quoth she) for all those wyse woordis vttred,
I know on which syde my bread is buttred.
But there will no butter cleaue on my breade.
And on my bread any butter to be spreade.
Euery promise that thou therin dost vtter,
Is as sure as it were sealed with butter.”

“You are the butter to my bread, and the breath to my life”

“False hope is the bread - and - butter of my existence, the only thing that keeps me going.”

“[He] spread his bread with all sorts of butter, yet none would stick thereon.”

“Besides, they always smell of bread and butter.”

“I know on which side my bread is buttred.”

“Good bread is the most fundamentally satisfying of all foods; and good bread with fresh butter, the greatest of feasts.”

“I never thrust my nose into other men's porridge. It is no bread and butter of mine; every man for himself, and God for us all.”

“A slab of bread "buttered" with lard and, if you were lucky, seasoned with salt and pepper, was a luxury.”

“The generation that had information, but no context. Butter, but no bread. Craving, but no longing.”