Quotes About Hunger

Ed?" Ritchie says later. We're still standing in the water. "There's only one thing I want." "What's that, Ritchie?" His answer is simple. "To want.

I wonder if you can understand, I never really knew what it was to want, until you.

Sydney: Ever had that happen? Once you can't have something, you want it that much more." Adrian: "Yes. It happens all the time.

Nowhere in the world, in no act of genocide, in no war, are so many people killed per minute, per hour and per day as those who are killed by hunger and poverty on our planet.

They Have Money For War But Can't Feed The Poor.

35 million people in the U.S. are hungry or don't know where their next meal is coming from, and 13 million of them are children. If another country were doing this to our children, we'd be at war.

As long as superstition and ignorance prevail, humanity will fall short of eradicating war, poverty, and hunger.

The war against hunger is truly mankind's war of liberation.

I lay unprotesting each touch bringing me exquisite pleasure and impossible pain.If only I had seen the smallest kindness in her face, if only there had not been such hunger... She stripped me in every way possible, herself remaining protected from revelation of her own soul.

Herman Melville is not comforting. Emily Dickinson isn't either. Maybe their work is too hungry for comfort, or just too vivid for comfort. But Henry James is – profoundly so. Because he is tender. The tenderness is there in the structure of the sentence. He knows the way the poor and the dead are forgotten by the living, and he cannot allow that to happen. So he keeps on writing for them, for the dead, as if they were children to be sheltered and loved, never abandoned.

Got anything to eat?" I asked. "You know where the gas station is," said my incredibly nurturing and maternal mother.

is a poor substitute for food to a child with an empty belly.

When you are hungry for something, you often do not use your best judgment.

I EAT THE DARK

District 12: Where you can starve to death in safety.

Katniss. I remember about the bread.

Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice.

While I was waiting...I ate your lunch.

We fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice.

Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of make my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.

Most of the Peacekeepers turn a blind eye to the few of us who hunt because they're as hungry as we are for fresh meat as anyone. In fact, they're among our best customers.

I walk around the room eating goose liver and puffy bread until there's a knock on the door. Effie's calling me to dinner. Good. I'm starving.

In really bad times, the hungriest would gather at his door at nightfall, vying for the chance to earn a few coins to feed their families by selling their bodies. Had I been older when my father died, I might have been among them. Instead I learned to hunt.

Anything else?" Haymitch rises to go. "While I was waiting... I ate your lunch.