He realized he needed strength, sustenance that couldn’t come from bread alone. He desperately needed God.
We, in the interest of the so-called progress, have been persuaded to leave the production and at times the cooking of our food to companies whose owners and employees make a living by exploiting our busyness or laziness and our innate hunger to continue living.
Most human beings strongly believe that money is way less important than the life of a human being, but in reality five hundred, fifty, or even five dollars are way more important to the lives of most human beings than the lives of most human beings.
Many a death was precipitated by the food, the job, or the medication whose main function was to postpone it.
If the food that one ate the night before were somehow able to be seen and identified through one’s clothes throughout the day, millions of employees would each fast ten or so days before their payday.
Getting through life without a lot of money, possessions, and/or friends is admirable, especially if it is by choice.
The feeling inside that she experienced when she saw the books was akin to the hunger she felt as food was put on the table at the end of the working day. And she knew that she needed this sustenance as surely as her body needed its fuel.
From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;They are the books, the arts, the academes,That show, contain and nourish all the world.
If hot food is they key to maintaining an expedition's stamina, then low grade gut-rot alcohol is the key to sustaining its sense of pleasure.
I used to think that size does not count, until I realized that most people either find other people’s faeces more disgusting than a bird’s droppings, or they do not find the latter disgusting at all.
The Paradox of Sustenance: For an organism’s life to be continued, another organism’s life has to be discontinued.
There are stories in the air as thick as birds around me, he would say. I will save those stories from starving he would say. I have a great hunger for stories, he would say.
Every minister worthy of the name has to walk the line between prophetic vision and spiritual sustenance, between telling people the comforting things they want to hear and challenging them with the difficult things they need to hear. In Oxford, Daddy began to feel as though all the members wanted him to do was to marry them and bury them and stay away from their souls.
At least you've brought gifts. What's in the basket?She rummaged through the contents. A few sweetmeats and lozenges. Packets of raisins. But mostly it's Aunt Thea's surplus cosmetics and remedies. She sends away for every product advertised in every ladies' magazine. I like to see them put to some use.He blinked at her. These are your gifts?Your men have depleted our stores of food, and I didn't have time to prepare anything else.What are they supposed to do with- he held up a brown bottle and peered at the label- Dr. Jacobs' Miracle Elixir? He plucked a small jar out next. Excelsior Blemish Cream?Women are women, Logan. Every girl needs a bit of luxury and a chance to feel pretty now and then.