Quotes About Hunger

Poetry comes with anger, hunger and dismay; it does not often visit groups of citizens sitting down to be literary together, and would appall them if it did.

As far as I can see, a man who's fond of books never need starve!

We're hungry for a blue that will sing like a drum We're lifting our spring feet to dance this death down

A lion's work hours are only when he's hungry, once he's satisfied the predator and prey live peacefully together

No comer genera desgano, genera enemistades inexistentes, hace que quienes te aman muten en enemigos mortales. Hace que quieras huir de tu casa, de tu cuerpo, de tu cabeza: todo te agota, te hace sentir un cadáver odioso al que todos temen acercarse.

You can't assume that because you have plenty to eat that everyone does.

Kita tidak membenci orang Belanda. Kita hanya membenci pemerintah kolonial. Tetapi bila ada seseorang yang lapar atau menderita sakit, kita sendiri akan membagi makanan atau darah kita kepadanya untuk mengurangi penderitaannya. Politik adalah politik, tapi perikemanusiaan adalah perikemanusiaan.

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I've discovered over the years that the simplest explanation is almost always the right one; and that hunger of one kind or another - desire, by another name - is the source of almost every sorrow.

Reality doesn't surprise me. But that's not true: I suddenly feel such a hunger for the "thing to really happen" that I cry out and bite into reality with my lacerating teeth. And afterwards give a sigh over the captive whose flesh I ate. And again, for a long while, I do without real reality and find comfort in living from my imagination.

Freedom isn't enough. What I desire doesn't have a name yet.

She knew what desire was — though she didn't know she knew. It was like this: she was starving but not for food, it was a kind of painful taste that rose from the pit of her stomach and made her nipples quiver and her arms empty without an embrace.

Si es pobre, no me estará leyendo, porque leerme es superfluo para quien tiene una tenue hambre permanente.

Let the author beware of popularity, otherwise he will be defeated by success. There is a time when you must take a picture of yourself. Hunger is always the same as the first hunger. The need renews itself empty and entire.

E eu não aguento a resignação. Ah, como devoro com fome e prazer a revolta.

Saudade é um pouco como fome. Só passa quando se come a presença. Mas às vezes a saudade é tão profunda que a presença é pouco: quer-se absorver a outra pessoa toda. Essa vontade de um ser o outro para uma unificação inteira é um dos sentimentos mais urgentes que se tem na vida.

the miracle is the note between two notes of music, it is the number between number one and number two. To have it all you have to do is need it. Faith — is knowing you can go and eat the miracle. Hunger, that is what faith is in itself — and needing is my guarantee that to me it will always be given. Needing is my guide.

And the churches are full of those who fear God's wrath. And those who plead for mercy which is the opposite of wrath. No, no, I do not feel sorry for those who die of hunger. What I feel is rage. And I see no harm in stealing to eat.

A person eats another from hunger. But I fed myself with my own placenta. And I'm not going to bite my nails because this is a tranquil adagio.

Sofremos por ter tão pouca fome, embora nossa pequena fome já dê para sentirmos uma profunda falta de prazer que teríamos se fôssemos de fome maior.

But there are those who starve to death and all I can do is be born. My rigmarole is: what can I do for them? My answer is: paint a fresco in adagio. I could suffer the hunger of others in silence but a contralto voice makes me sing—I sing dull and black. It's my message of a person alone. A person eats another from hunger. But I fed myself with my own placenta. And I'm not going to bite my nails because this is a tranquil adagio.

Bondage And Service - that was what they all demanded and from everyone. This craving to find themselves in another, to subjugate and appropriate foreign territory, to create a new field for their own will in a second body, foreign flesh for their own soul; this greedy, consuming hunger devoured every other desire, and they called it friendship!

No words are adequate for the suffering caused by hunger. To this day I have to show hunger that I escaped his grasp. Ever since I stopped having to go hungry, I literally eat life itself. And when I eat, I am locked up inside the taste of eating. For sixty years, ever since I came back from the camp, I have been eating against starvation.

The hunger angel looks at me from the sky and says: Ride back. I say: But then I'll die. If you die, I'll make everything orange, and it won't hurt, he says. And I ride back, and he keeps his word. As I die, the sky over every watchtower turns orange, and it doesn't hurt.