Quotes About Voracity

C'è una voracità, che hai con le persone che ti vivono intorno, che mi spaventa. E questo tanto più perché io so quanto, dentro di te, ci sia solamente un fondo di sincera bontà

I watched plays with the kind of voracity with which small children read books; with the same visceral passion, the same complete trust in the imagination which is so difficult to sustain through the course of one's whole life.

Later, she confessed that ego and prestige played a part; that she loved to possess, to amass. "It is not love of art," she admitted, in part facetiously. "It is voracity. I am a glutton." Her agents continued to buy everything available of beauty and value. During her reign, Catherine's collection expanded to almost four thousand paintings. She became the greatest collector and patron of art in the history of Europe.

I want to bite, I want to chew, I want to eat you up.

Watching movies simply is a promiscuous experience. The voracity it breeds! That quantity of quiddity compressed and quickened and sent at you! It's a little bit mad, isn't it, to hold a faithful flame for the one you've picked, when no such choice is required of you? The sane response to a rainbow is not to pick your favourite colour.

Lo que guardo en la memoria de esos años son los autores que descubrí, los libros queridos que leí con esa voracidad con que uno se envicia de literatura a los dieciocho años!

Yet he had expended much of an inquisitive nature upon random reading. By the sheer force of indiscriminate voracity, he had gleaned a smattering of practically everything, and by means of a trick memory had managed to keep it all straight.

If it ran, a Bean would eat it. If it fell, a Bean would eat it.

They eat one another. They eat us. They eat every damn thing. They'll drink up the whole world if we let them.

Fortunately, life, which was more powerful than their mockery and whose sweet and strengthening milk he had not fully drained, held out its breast to dissuade him. And he resumed drinking with a joyous voracity, his rich and credulous imagination listening naïvely to the grievances of that ravenousness and making wonderful amends for its blighted hopes.