#hunger

As if I feared that the scope of what I could feel and imagine was being quietly limited by the world within a world, the internet. The things outside of the web were becoming further from me, and everything inside it seemed piercingly relevant. The blogs of strangers had to be read daily, and people nearby who had no web presence were becoming almost cartoonlike, as if they were missing a dimension. It was just happening, like time, like geography. The web seemed so inherently endless that it didn't occur to me what wasn't there. My appetite for pictures and videos and news and music was so gigantic now that if something was shrinking, something immesurable, how would I notice? ...Most of life is offline, and I think it always will be; eating and aching and sleeping and loving happen in the body. But it's not impossible to imagine loosing my appetite for those things; they aren't always easy, and they take so much time. ↗

— Miranda July

#internet #life #need #imagination

I know we promised Haymitch, we'd do exactly what they said, but I don't think he considered this angle.' 'Where is Haymitch, anyway? Isn't he supposed to protect us from this sort of thing?' says Peeta. 'With all that alcohol in him, it's probably not advisable to have him around an open flame,' I say. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#fire #haymitch #the-hunger-games #alcohol

Where's your boyfriend, District 12? Still hanging on?" She asks. Well, as long as we're talking I'm alive. "He's out there now. Hunting Cato," I snarl at her. Then I scream at the top of my lungs. "Peeta!" Clove jams her fist into my windpipe, very effectively cutting off my voice. But her head's whipping from side to side, and I know for a moment she's at least considering I'm telling the truth. Since no Peeta appears to save me, she turns back to me. "Liar," she says with a grin. "He's nearly dead. Cato knows where he cut him. You've probably got him strapped up in some tree while you try to keep his heart going. What's in the pretty little backpack? That medicine for Lover Boy? Too bad he'll never get it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#cato #clove #hunger-games #katniss-everdeen #peeta-mellark

As long as you can find yourself, you’ll never starve. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-everdeen #self #suzanne-collins #katniss

Proletarian language is dictated by hunger. The poor chew words to fill their bellies. ↗

— Theodor Adorno

#chew #dictated #fill #hunger #language

God is day and night, winter and summer, war and peace, surfeit and hunger. ↗

— Heraclitus

#god #hunger #night #peace #summer

Compassion is a call, a demand of nature, to relieve the unhappy as hunger is a natural call for food. ↗

— Joseph Butler

#compassion #demand #food #hunger #natural

To combat death you don't need much of a life, just one that isn't yet finished. ↗

— Herta Müller

#death-and-dying #gulag #hunger #starvation #will-to-live

Faith is not a notion, but a real strong essential hunger, an attracting or magnetic desire of Christ, which as it proceeds from a seed of the divine nature in us, so it attracts and unites with its like. ↗

— William Law

#attracts #christ #desire #divine #divine nature

I couldn't be happier about being a part of 'Hunger Games' and to play Katniss. I have a huge responsibility to the fans of this incredible book and I don't take it lightly. I will give everything I have to these movies and to this role to make it worthy of Suzanne Collins' masterpiece. ↗

— Jennifer Lawrence

#being #book #collins #everything #fans