Quotes About Hungry

I am the sun and moon and forever hungry the sharpened edge where day and night shall meet and not be one. from "From the House of Yemanjá

Love is old slaughterer. Love is not blind. Love is a canibal with extremely acute vision. Love is insectile, it is always hungry

Love is the enemy. Yes...the poets continually and sometimes willfully mistake love. Love is the old slaughterer. Love is not blind. Love is a cannibal with extremely acute vision. Love is insectile; it is always hungry.

I'll buy lunch." "Not Hungry." I laughed. He said, "I can't stand when you do that." "Do what?" "Assume I'm ruled by my digestive system." "God forbid," I said, "Want me to drive? Think T-bone.

The Mess went vilely tonight. Sister adds up on her fingers, and that's fatal, so all the numbers were out, and the chef sent in forty-five meats instead of fifty-one. I blushed with horror and responsibility, standing there watching six hungry men pretending to be philosophers. The sergeant wolfed the cheese too. He got it out from under my very eyes while I was clearing the tables and ate it, standing up to it in the pantry with his back to me when I went in to fetch a tray.

That night they stayed up until eleven-thirty, an unusually late hour for them, going over some of the practical aspects of the divorce. When they discovered they were hungry, they continued in the kitchen, over an unaccustomed snack.

After a while, when nothing happened, when no reprisals fell on us, it seemed that nothing significant had happened. Some of us began to distrust our memories. We began to think that we had collectively dreamt up the fevers of that night. It wouldn't be the first or the last time. Meanwhile, the river of wild jaguars flowed below the surface of our hungry roads.

It was a night replaying its corrosive recurrence on the road of our lives, on the road which was hungry for great transformations.

Ade wanted to leave, to become a spirit again, free in the captivity of freedom. I wanted the liberty of limitations, to have to find or create new roads from this one which is so hungry, this road of our refusal to be.

I'm so greedy, I'm hungry, I'm young.

I don't know the politics of Hollywood. Am I hungry for great material? Every actor is. How I can get to it, that's another story.

The appeal all too often is to the gallery, hungry for sensation.

I've got a lot of great memories. The journey was great. It just probably makes you more hungry the second time. I'm a lot older and I think I appreciate it more being older now and how hard it is to get to the Final and win it.

And he'd kill Lily Ann Denton, put her in the trunkm and go to arbys. God. he was hungry.

All sin in our life is in one way or another a symptom of our being spiritually wounded, sick, or hungry.To

No, really, I'm fine. Come on, you're always defining everything for me. We were talking about suffering tonight, and I'm interested to know, what do you think about it?' 'Is easy—suffering is hungry, isn't it? Hungry, for anything, means suffering. Not hungry for something, means, not suffering. But everybody knows that.' 'Yes, I guess everybody does. Good night, Prabu.' 'Good night, Lin.

Is easy—suffering is hungry, isn't it? Hungry, for anything, means suffering. Not hungry for something, means, not suffering. But everybody knows that.' 'Yes, I guess everybody does. Good night, Prabu.' 'Goodnight, Lin.

and my heart was as clean and hungry for promises as a monsoon morning in the gardens of Malabar.

Is easy--suffering is hungry, isn't it? Hungry, for anything, means suffering. Not hungry for something, means, not suffering. But everybody knows that.

Television is a possum with a tapeworm, she thought; always hungry and it'll feed on any garbage.

A hungry sound came across the breeze So I gave the walls a talking.

Now how about waffles for breakfast? Or is too late for breakfast?" Mitch rested back in his chair. "Maybe too late for breakfast, but it's never too late for waffles.

Only Hungry Joe had something better to do each time he finished his missions. He had screaming nightmares and won fist fights with Huple's cat.

Beware, lion's lady, for your predator is hungry tonight. He may not wait long before devouring you." "Devouring me?" she asked, challenge gleaming in her eyes. "What if I devour him first?