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The rocking of the deck beneath his feet made his stomach heave, and the wretched food tasted even worse when retched back up. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

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So this, Harriet thought, gazing at her black-clad reflection, was what bearing up looked like. The eyes in the mirror stared at her, somehow, while fixing themselves far away. Bearing up, then, must be this: the feeling of perfect frozen stillness, so that to raise your hand was a wrenching and unnatural event. It was not being able to sleep or eat, and the small placid tone in which she heard herself decline the food. It was the presentiment that there must be a crack or a hole somewhere at hand down which she was to throw and extinguish herself, since there must surely be something provided to make this bearable. ↗

— Jude Morgan

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There are at least two sides to every issue, and I like my issues sunny side up. I also like bacon and toast on the side. Are you eating what I’m saying?
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— Jarod Kintz

#eating #eggs #food #issues #sunny

What Brahman is cannot be described. All things in the world — the Vedas, the Puranas, the Tantras, the six systems of philosophy — have been defiled, like food that has been touched by the tongue, for they have been read or uttered by the tongue. Only one thing has not been defiled in this way, and that is Brahman. No one has ever been able to say what Brahman is. ↗

— Ramakrishna

#hinduism #knowledge #spiritual #food

...the thought crossed her mind that a bed was really a very strange thing-a human nest, really, where our human fragility made its nightly demands for comfort and cosseting ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

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I cannot count the good people I know who to my mind would be even better if they bent their spirits to the study of their own hungers. ↗

— M.F.K. Fisher

#hungers #spirits #food

Sometimes he spent hours together in the great libraries of Paris, those catacombs of departed authors, rummaging among their hoards of dusty and obsolete works in quest of food for his unhealthy appetite. He was, in a manner, a literary ghoul, feeding in the charnel-house of decayed literature. ↗

— Washington Irving

#literature #reading #food

I can’t fly with one wing. But I can’t go hungry either, and I already ate both the legs, the breasts, and the other wing. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#eat #flight #fly #food #hunger

The Specters feast as vampires feast on blood, but the Specters’ food is attention. A conscious and informed interest in the world. The immaturity of children is less attractive to them. ↗

— Philip Pullman

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They were almond cookies, although they could have been made of spinach and shoes for all I cared. I ate eleven of them, right in a row. It is rude to take the last cookie. ↗

— Lemony Snicket

#food #humor #inspirational #manners #food