Quotes About Hunger

The only meals they could afford were bread and margarine for breakfast, boiled potatoes and cabbage for lunch, and cabbage soup for supper. Sundays were a bit better. They all looked forward to Sundays because then, although they had exactly the same, everyone was allowed a second helping.

Mrs. Badger, he cried, So hungry she very near died. But she'll not feel so hollow If only she'll swallow Some cider inside her inside." They were still singing as they rounded the final corner and burst in upon the most wonderful and amazing sight any of them had ever seen. The feast was just beginning. A large dining-room had been hollowed out of the earth, and in the middle of it, seated around a huge table, were no less than twenty-nine animals. They were:

Said Hoover: "Nobody is actually starving. The hoboes, for example, are better fed than they have ever been. One hobo in New York got ten meals in one day.

People who go broke in a big way never miss any meals. It is the poor jerk who is shy a half slug who must tighten his belt.

If you do not believe that a man will commit murder for one can of tomatoes, then you have never been hungry.

the unkindest thing you can do for a hungry man is to give him food.

Very few women understand how great is the hunger in a man to be near femininity...(b)ut if a woman wishes to give a most precious gift to a man, if she would truly feed this masculine hunger (a hunger that he will seldom show but that is always there), she will be very, very feminine when her man is in a mood, so he can get his bearings and be a man again.

People must have bread! People will grow angry without bread!

Some hae meat and canna eat, And some wad eat that want it, But we hae meat and we can eat, And sae the Lord be thankit.

And what mostly made that feller a loser was he didn't want nuthin' bad enough.

The press still called, though with less frequency, and I avoided them. I listened to talk radio and gained weight, as if I felt a hunger that I couldn't satisfy.

We were given appetites, not to consume the world and forget it, but to taste its goodness and hunger to make it great. That is the unconsolable heartburn, the lifelong disquietude of having been made in the image of God.

You can't eat [literature], that's the problem, he said. I've tried, it's very dry, and not at all nutritious.

Freemont grimaced. "If I was a vampire, I'd miss fried chicken. And waffles.

A lot of kids died. Dysentery, TB, hunger—you name it. Mostly, that damn dysentery. God, Laila. I saw so many kids buried. There's nothing worse a person can see.

We also knew that it was in the nature of an empty stomach to produce illusions of grandeur.

There is no crime in anyone's blood any more than there is goodness in the blood of others. Criminals are not born. They are made by hunger, want and injustice.

I'll always be here, he said softly. You can never fill my need, never drive me away, no matter how much you give me. The good or the bad. I'll always be hungry for emotion, always and forever, and I can feel you hurting. I can turn it to joy. If you'll let me.

Death and blood didn't turn on a vampire. Fear and the chance to take blood did. There was a difference.

I'll always be here," he said softly. "You can never fill my need, never drive me away, no matter how much you give me. The good or the bad. I'll always be hungry for emotion, always and forever, and I can feel you hurting. I can turn it to joy. If you'll let me.

You want something to eat?" Nick said, yanking my attention back. "I, uh, could go across the street for some Graeter's. You like butter-pecan ice cream?

It's amazing how little you need to keep starving people strung along.

enkele grote gevoelens blijven het mensenhart bezighouden: eerzucht en liefde, eenzaamheid en honger, vriendschap en angst voor de dood - of verlangen daarnaar.

Here I am. Standing with my watch in hand which I'm going to pawn. So in with you. You hungry sinner.