I never touch sugar, cheese, bread...
I only like what I'm allowed to like. I'm beyond temptation. There is no weakness. When I see tons of food in the studio, for us and for everybody, for me it's as if this stuff was made out of plastic. The idea doesn't even enter my mind that a human being could put that into their mouth. I'm like the animals in the forest. They don't touch what they cannot eat.
Tags: life women food human diet health touch eating right dieting healthy karl-lagerfeld
I was not so comfortable with my new authority that I could say 'We eat the chicken now!' but the magus had seen that I was considering it...
"My purse is full enough," said the magus, "to keep you supplied with roast chickens."
"So, so, so," I said. "We know who the power behind the throne is," and the magus laughed.
"You eat more than Gen did after prison," he said.
"I have more sympathy with him all the time. Are you going to finish that drumstick?" I asked.
"I am. Stop staring at it.
Man was designed in a way in which he must eat in order to give him a solid reason to go to work everyday. This helps to keep him out of trouble. God is wise.
Criss JamiTags: wisdom food god work pleasure mankind creation survival eating design hard-work discipline trouble intelligent-design routine
And the rats eat my face. So what.
Sarah KaneWhen I find the guy who torched that forest, I'm going to eat him. And I'm only going to half-cook him first.
-Sergeant Schlock
Tags: violence eating forest-fire
When in doubt, ingest carbs.
Rachel CohnIt's all very Italian (and decidedly un-American): to insist that doing the right thing is the most pleasurable thing, and that the act of consumption might be an act of addition rather than subtraction.
Michael PollanTo eat is a necessity, but to eat intelligently is an art.
François de la Rochefoucauldالأكل والقراءة متعتان رائعتان .. وسوياً يصبحا أكثر إمتاعاً
C.S. LewisThose were the people who made her something, and without them she was different. She'd held on to them and to that old self tenaciously, though. She clung to it, celebrated it, worshipped it even, instead of constructing a new grown-up life for herself. For years she'd been eating the cold crumbs left over from a great feast, living on them as though they could last her forever.
Ann BrasharesTags: life different eating forever something feast years grown-up celebrated crumbs old-self tenaciously worshipped
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