Quotes About Starved

Senefex always looked starved but today the ashen hollows in his cheeks looked particularly deep and his large dark eyes were ringed in purple, the flesh puffy beneath them. He had clearly been up all night. Poor Senefex. He would need all of his wily wits to keep his head on his shoulders now.

It takes energy for new roads to diverge in new woods, and no energy is spent with complete efficiency, without waste. Where wood has burned, there will be ash. The waste product of the constantly dividing multiverse is a fine, drifting mist of regret, and no wormhole has ever starved.

You were so near death that ghosts crowded around you, weeping silver tears, waiting for you with such smiles. You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews. Sometimes, when a person has starved nearly to nothing, feeding them will hurt them worse than starving did, and push them the rest of the way over into dead.

The theatre world is so starved of funds, and that's unfortunately reflected in the pay.

If you mean to protest slavery, you might put in a word for your own. There are no worse slaves in this barony than those poor lads you bring in from the hiring fair and keep half starved on potatoes an honest man would not throw to sows.

women have their roots in the ground, and often those roots are starved and ravaged, yet there is not a human alive who cannot reach and touch, with... her fingers, the very top of God's rainbow.

She was already dead, but we were starved for followers and stupefied by the elixir of our own heroism, and so we pretended words could resurrect her.

I am dazed with a dull sense of pain. I had fed on hope, and now anguish, grown hungry, feeds her fill on me as though she had been starved of her proper appetite.

The ragwort steeds are there in front of the apartment complex- starved-looking yellow ponies with lacy manes and emerald eyes, like sea horses on land, weeds come to snorting, snuffling life.

this man would rob them graves himself, being some way starved by life, bone greedy.

He was a real scientist, born curious, but I seen his crippled hand twitch while he spoke: this man would rob them graves himself, being some way starved by life, bone greedy.

And Cnaiür grinned as only a Chieftain of the Utemot could grin. The neck of the world, it seemed, lay pressed against the point of his sword. I shall butcher. All hungered here. All starved.

He had a skinny neck and jug-handle ears to go with his starved skull - the innocent prewar look of a real murderer.

Evil is a hydra with many heads, and the more of them you cut off, the more it grows! Hydras have to be starved to death, do you understand that? Kill a hundred Dark Ones, and a thousand more will take their place.

Why should we live with such hurry and waste of life? We are determined to be starved before we are hungry.

I was starved for attention, while she insisted I didn't like to be hugged.

Don't say to yourself, "But God is not talking to me right now." He ought to be. Remember whose you are and whom you serve. Encourage yourself to remember, and your affection for God will increase tenfold. Your mind will no longer be starved, but will be quick and enthusiastic, and your hope will be inexpressibly bright.

Were archaeologists really such a sex-starved lot as all that? Did pigs really sweat?