#privation

When you love food as much as I do, staying healthy is not easy. I mean, moderation, not deprivation. That's my new way of living. I always want more and that's just my life. ↗

— Carnie Wilson

#deprivation #easy #food #healthy #i

The real scientist is ready to bear privation and, if need be, starvation rather than let anyone dictate to him which direction his work must take. ↗

— Albert Szent-Gyorgyi

#bear #dictate #direction #him #his

I looked on YouTube for sleep deprivation and there were videos of people experimenting with staying awake for a while. You saw all the different stages. ↗

— Rooney Mara

#deprivation #different #experimenting #i #looked

Tackling deprivation around the world is a moral imperative and firmly in Britain's national interest. ↗

— Andrew Mitchell

#britain #deprivation #firmly #imperative #interest

Literature is the expression of a feeling of deprivation, a recourse against a sense of something missing. But the contrary is also true: language is what makes us human. It is a recourse against the meaningless noise and silence of nature and history. ↗

— Octavio Paz

#also #contrary #deprivation #expression #feeling

It's not natural disasters that are to blame for the deprivation of the North Korean people, but the failed policies of Kim Jong Il. ↗

— John Bolton

#deprivation #disasters #failed #failed policies #kim

Where is there beauty when you see deprivation and starvation? ↗

— Rosalind Russell

#deprivation #see #starvation #where #you

Rather than allow themselves to be separated from the love of Christ, they submitted cheerfully to every privation, to contumely and disgrace, and to death itself. ↗

— John Strachan

#cheerfully #christ #death #disgrace #every

There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most. ↗

— May Sarton

#deprivation #gifts #give #loves #most

I think she's afraid to even hug me now. It's my fault, but I miss it, Andrew. I miss it so much it aches sometimes, you know?' I do know. I do know, I want to tell him, but I let him talk. And he does, with a gut-wrenching honesty that tears at my heart. 'I want to be held. Is that so wrong? I want to be held, and stroked. I want to know that someone loves me. I want to feel it on my skin.' He looks at the ceiling and exhales, then meets my eyes again. 'But nobody touches me anymore. Not even when I have a fever. Mom just hands me a thermometer now.' He drops his eyes and his ears redden. 'Even when you kiss me, you don't touch me. It's like I'm a leper or something. I can hardly keep my hands off of you, but it's not the same for you, is it? ↗

— J.H. Trumble

#loneliness #sensory-deprivation #touch-me #undesirable #word-of-your-body