#al

Healing Follows Forgiveness ↗

— Pat Bluth

#grief #healing #hope #forgiveness

I've never seen Salisbury steak on a restaurant menu. It's only in frozen dinners. Is there something we should know about that? What IS Salisbury steak anyway? And where do they hunt or harvest the salisburies? ↗

— Kelli Jae Baeli

#humor #salisbury-steak #food

To live, a man needs food, water, and a sharp mind. ↗

— Louis Zamperini

#live #sharp-mind #survival #water #food

When I used to do musical theatre, my dad refused to come backstage. He never wanted to see the props up close or the sets up close. He didn't want to see the magic. ↗

— Nia Vardalos

#close #come #dad #i #magic

I actually cook and eat real food, too. No roast Hansel, no grilled Gretel…I promise.” --Angela from Angela's Coven #covenbooks ↗

— Bruce Jenvey

#paranormal-series #food

You cannot score a goal when you are sitting on the bench. To do so, you have to dress up and enter the game. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#action #believe #believe-and-achieve #bench #dress

One of Alaska's strengths is our pioneer role in environmentally sensitive development. ↗

— Frank Murkowski

#development #environmentally #our #pioneer #role

I know I grew up in the time when a young man in a baggy suit and slicked-down hair stood spraddle-legged in the crossroads of history and talked hot and mean about the colored, giving my poor and desperate people a reason to feel superior to somebody, to anybody. I know that even as the words of George Wallace rang through my Alabama, the black family who lived down the dirt road from our house sent fresh-picked corn and other food to the poor white lady and her three sons, because they knew their daddy had run off, because hungry does not have a color. ↗

— Rick Bragg

#george-wallace #hunger #poverty #family

Leave the talking for others and live by walking. Go, go and go extra mile and you will be a true owner of what belongs to you ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#belong #beyond #destiny #extra #extra-mile

Can you taste it Bruce? Can you taste the filth, the dirt, the oily blackness of that fossil fuel in our mouth as you choke and gag and spit it out? Do you still hear his voice in your head urging you to eat? Eat, eat eat. Your mother's cries. Do you hear them? You should be Bruce. Because I know that it's never left you alone. Now you can eat what you want to eat. For me, for you, for all the others. Now you can consume to your heart's content or your soul's destruction, whichever comes first. So eat. ↗

— Irvine Welsh

#eat #eating #food #parents #tapeworm