#gh

Except I think it feels more like an empty stomach than a broken heart. An aching hollowness that food can't cure. You know. You've felt it yourself, I bet. You hurt all the time, you're restless, you can't think straight, you sort of wish you were dead but what you really want is for everything to be the same as it was when you were still with her.. or him ↗

— Richard Laymon

#food

Standing in the line at the food court, I try to be myself. But I forget how I usually stand when I'm myself. ↗

— Susane Colasanti

#awkward #being-yourself #exactly-right #food

The plateau of Mexico is 8,000 feet high, and that of Puebla 9,000 feet. ↗

— Edward Burnett Tylor

#high #mexico #plateau

Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman's hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros? ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#beric-dondarrion #blood #fire #hole #knight

Words do two major things: They provide food for the mind and create light for understanding and awareness. ↗

— Jim Rohn

#create #food #light #major #major things

When you start with an insult and end with a compliment, most people only remember where you started. ↗

— Faydra D. Fields

#food

The future says: Dear mortals; I know you are busy with your colourful lives; I have no wish to waste the little time that remains On arguments and heated debates; But before I can appear Please, close your eyes, sit still And listen carefully To what I am about to say; I haven't happened yet, but I will. I can't pretend it's going to be Business as usual. Things are going to change. I'm going to be unrecognisable. Please, don't open your eyes, not yet. I'm not trying to frighten you. All I ask is that you think of me Not as a wish or a nightmare, but as a story You have to tell yourselves - Not with an ending In which everyone lives happily ever after, Or a B-movie apocalypse, But maybe starting with the line 'To be continued...' And see what happens next. Remember this; I am not Written in stone But in time - So please don't shrug and say What can we do? It's too late, etc, etc, etc. Dear mortals, You are such strange creatures With your greed and your kindness, And your hearts like broken toys; You carry fear with you everywhere Like a tiny god In its box of shadows. You love festivals and music And good food. You lie to yourselves Because you're afraid of the dark. But the truth is: you are in my hands And I am in yours. We are in this together, Face to face and eye to eye; We're made for each other. Now those of you who are still here; Open your eyes and tell me what you see. ↗

— Nick Drake

#climate-change #future #high-arctic #poetry #business

Spaghetti can be eaten most successfully if you inhale it like a vacuum cleaner. ↗

— Sophia Loren

#cleaner #eaten #i can #inhale #like

There is something you can do. You can smile. Sakura-chan, your smile is like food to a starving man for Syaoran-kun. ↗

— CLAMP

#tsubasa-reservoir-chronicle #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