#starvation

Who wants a world in which the guarantee that we shall not die of starvation entails the risk of dying of boredom? ↗

— Raoul Vaneigem

#die #dying #entails #guarantee #risk

I want to end global hunger by feeding half the world’s starving people to the other half. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#global-hunger #humor #starvation #funny

No, we love war. War. Starvation. Plague. They fast-track us to enlightenment. “It's the mark of a very, very young soul,” Mr. Whittier used to say, “to try and fix the world. To try and save anyone from their ration of misery.” We have always loved war. We are born knowing that war is why we're here. And we love disease. Cancer. We love earthquakes. In this amusement-park fun house we call the planet earth, Mr. Whittier says we adore forest fires. Oil spills. Serial killers. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#plague #starvation #war #love

One should respect public opinion insofar as is necessary to avoid starvation and keep out of prison, but anything that goes beyond this is voluntary submission to an unnecessary tyranny. ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#avoid #beyond #goes #insofar #keep

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

— Rosalind Russell

#deprivation #see #starvation #where #you

Feel what it's like to truly starve, and I guarantee that you'll forever think twice before wasting food. ↗

— Criss Jami

#considerate #consideration #environment #experience #famine

Willow sees her before any of the others. A walking skeleton, the victim of some terrible wasting disease, like something out of the history books, a death camp survivor. It takes Willow a moment to realize that the girl is none of those things. She's just a girl, a girl like Willow, who's chosen to inflict terrible pain on herself. Only this girl's weapon isn't a razor, it's starvation. ↗

— Julia Hoban

#eating-disorder #self-harm #self-injury #si #starvation

Tipsy, they tumbled early into bed - to get as much sleep as they could. So they would feel less hunger. The summer catch had been poor; there wasn't much food. They ate with care and looked sideways at the old: the old were gluttons, everybody knew it, and what was the good of feeding them? It wouldn't harm them to starve a little. The hungry dogs howled. The women rinsed the children's bellies with hot water three times a day, so they wouldn't cry so much for food. The old starved silently. ("The North") ↗

— Yevgeny Zamyatin

#hunger #oldl-starve #poor #poverty #starvation

North Korea is a famine state. In the fields, you can see people picking up loose grains of rice and kernels of corn, gleaning every scrap. They look pinched and exhausted. In the few, dingy restaurants in the city, and even in the few modern hotels, you can read the Pyongyang Times through the soup, or the tea, or the coffee. Morsels of inexplicable fat or gristle are served as 'duck.' One evening I gave in and tried a bowl of dog stew, which at least tasted hearty and spicy—they wouldn't tell me the breed—but then found my appetite crucially diminished by the realization that I hadn't seen a domestic animal, not even the merest cat, in the whole time I was there. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#dog-meat #dogs #famine #hotels #korean-cuisine

What an ironic tragedy that an affluent, “Christian” minority in the world continues to hoard its wealth while hundreds of millions of people hover on the edge of starvation! ↗

— Ronald J. Sider

#christianity #hunger #irony #majority #minority