Quotes About Thirst

I drink no more than a sponge.

Let no man thirst for good beer.

There's not a man, woman or child on the face of the earth who doesn't enjoy a tasty beverage.

Desire is the essence of a man.

The covetous man pines in plenty, like Tantalus up to the chin in water, and yet thirsty.

Men prize the thing ungained more than it is.

Although man is already ninety per cent water, the Prohibitionists are not yet satisfied.

Man is an ignoramus athirst for knowledge.

I feel like a drunken man who doesn't have a drink.

At the punch-bowl's brink, let the thirsty think, what they say in Japan: first the man takes a drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes the man!

Thirst teaches all animals to drink, but drunkenness belongs only to man.

you will never lack so much of the water of comfort that your thirst will be intolerable;

PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I WANT to be thoroughly drunk and immune to hunger

An addict needs shame like a man dying of thirst needs salt water.

I live in the dry dusty desert Where we're always short on water And even if the sun fell upon us It couldn't get any hotter.

These lands are too parched, Please rain-bless our hearts!

Heineken refreshes the parts other beers cannot reach.

Life is passing, and eternity is drawing near. Soon we shall live the very life of God. After we have been filled at the source of all bitterness, our thirst will be quenched at the very Fountain of all sweetness.

La verdadera sabiduría consiste en «querer ser ignorado y tenido por nada» –en «gozar en el desprecio de sí»–. Yo quería que, como el de Jesús, «mi rostro estuviera verdaderamente escondido y que nadie en la tierra pudiera reconocerme». Tenía sed de sufrir y de ser olvidada.

Through avarice a man loses his understanding, and by his thirst for wealth he gives pain to the inhabitants of both worlds.

We knew toil and hardship and hunger and thirst; and we saw men die violent deaths as they worked among the horses and cattle, or fought in evil feuds with one another; but we felt the beat of hardy life in our veins, and ours was the glory of work and the joy of living.

Pour, varlet, pour the water The water steaming hot! A spoonful for each man of us Another for the pot!

And when I was told insultingly to cease 'my girlish tears,' that word 'girlish' had no sting for me, except as a verbal echo to the one eternal thought of my heart - that a girl was the sweetest thing I, in my short life, had known - that a girl it was who had crowned the earth with beauty, and had opened to my thirst fountains of pure celestial love, from which, in this world, I was to drink no more.

I will never forget the hunger I used to feel.