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"I had been hungry all the years-My noon had come, to dine-I, trembling, drew the table nearAnd touched the curious wine. 'Twas this on tables I had seenWhen turning, hungry, lone,I looked in windows, for the wealthI could not hope to own. I did not know the ample bread,'Twas so unlike the crumbThe birds and I had often sharedIn Nature's diningroom. The plenty hurt me, 'twas so new,--Myself felt ill and odd,As berry of a mountain bushTransplanted to the road. Nor was I hungry; so I foundThat hunger was a wayOf persons outside windows,The entering takes away."
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"Keep climbing,' he told himself.'Cheeseburgers,' his stomach replied.'Shut up,' he thought.'With fries,' his stomach complained."
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"To my own demise, I rarely ask why I'm hungry because I'm focusing all of my energies on getting fed. And if I persist in such a diminishing cycle, in all probability I will eventually starve to death because I have chosen to gorge myself on the very things that will keep me empty."
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"At the end of Requiem all I wanted to do was get a DV camera and just do a small film. But then the hunger comes back."
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"If you have food in your jaws you have solved all questions for the time being."
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"Physical hunger and physical poverty is something I could only imagine. I've been poor when I was in China... As kids we never had to starve, but just didn't have enough meat, enough rice."
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"Full bellies breed gentle manners. The pinch of famine makes monsters."
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"Hunger gives flavour to the food."
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"One sits the whole day at the desk and appetite is standing next to me. "Away with you," I say. But Comrade Appetite does not budge from the spot."
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"I had been hungry all the years-My noon had come, to dine-I, trembling, drew the table nearAnd touched the curious wine. 'Twas this on tables I had seenWhen turning, hungry, lone,I looked in windows, for the wealthI could not hope to own. I did not know the ample bread,'Twas so unlike the crumbThe birds and I had often sharedIn Nature's diningroom. The plenty hurt me, 'twas so new,--Myself felt ill and odd,As berry of a mountain bushTransplanted to the road. Nor was I hungry; so I foundThat hunger was a wayOf persons outside windows,The entering takes away."
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"I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, he said, BUT I COULD MURDER A CURRY."
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"Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought."
Age
"Faith slips - and laughs, and rallies."
Faith
"The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience."
Experience
"Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough."
Life
"Where thou art that is home."
Home
"To love is so startling it leaves little time for anything else."
Love
"Fortune befriends the bold."
Fortune
"There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry."
Poetry
"A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day."
Perception
"Where thou art, that is home."
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