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We are all in "the perpetual quest for keeping oneself occupied, entertained, and important - which burns at the edge of addiction.
Hunger not to have, but to beHunger-- John Dewey
From abundance springs satiety.
The love of indulgence is rooted in the depths of a man's heart. His soul would prefer to share the excessive and unrestrained; but his soul cannot love.
What feeds me destroys me.
This magical, marvelous food on our plate, this sustenance we absorb, has a story to tell. It has a journey. It leaves a footprint. It leaves a legacy. To eat with reckless abandon, without conscience, without knowledge; folks, this ain't normal.
Our only real pleasure is to squander our resources to no purpose, just as if a wound were bleeding away inside us; we always want to be sure of the uselessness or the ruinousness of our extravagance.
Too much is a vanity; enough is a feast.
Eating is the purest mode of consumption. Our purchases are statements about our social class, our friends, and our beliefs. Buying something as continually necessary as food is an ongoing act of self-definition.
How delicious is pleasure after torment!
They whose sole bliss is eating can give but that one brutish reason why they live.
A continual diet of the Word satisfies, and it builds an appetite for more.
What nourishes me also destroys me
Nothing doth sooner breed a distaste or satiety than plenty.
The most sumptuous experience of ingestion is in-between: remembering the last bite and looking forward to the next one.
Alliteration is alarmingly addictive.
To eat with a fuller consciousness of all that is at stake might sound like a burden, but in practice few things in life can afford quite as much satisfaction.
Nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity.
To eat is to appropriate by destruction.
Those things that inspire, enthuse, and compel you should consume your life.
Satiety is a mongrel that barks at the heels of plenty.
I am a gourmand. I like to eat. When I have something that I like, I tend to have too much of it. That is a guilty pleasure.
Our desires are insatiable. We seek from the limited the unlimited. We must fail. Our insatiability is a third incurable defect in human life.
Passionately obsessed by anything we love
an avalanche of magic flattens the way ahead, levels, rules, reasons, dissents, bears us with it over chasms, fears, doubts. Without the power of that love ...
Work to survive, survive by consuming, survive to consume: the hellish cycle is complete.
Pleasure and self destruction ... The perfect poison.
If you're happy, you eat. If you're sad, you eat. You lose a job, you eat. You get a job, you eat. It's, you know, it's addiction,
We were given appetites, not to consume the world and forget it, but to taste its goodness and hunger to make it great.
That is the unconsolable heartburn, the lifelong disquietude of having been made in the image of God.
Hunger is the piston of art.
Consummation is consumption
We cannot consummate our bliss and not consume
All joys are cakes and vanish in eating
All bliss is sugar's melting in the mouth
Samsaric pleasures are like salt water, the more we indulge, the more we crave.
Too oft is transient pleasure the source of long woes.
Eating is a genuine need, continuous from our first day to our last, amounting over time to our most significant statement of what we are made of and what we have chosen to make of our connection to home ground.
This avidity alone, of acquiring goods and possessions for ourselves and our nearest friends, is insatiable, perpetual, universal, and directly destructive of society.
To them that long for the presence of the living God, the thought of Him is sweetest itself: but there is no satiety, rather an ever-increasing appetite...
Delicacy of taste has the same effect as delicacy of passion; it enlarges the sphere both of our happiness and our misery.
Energy is an eternal delight.
And it was not merely the dry hissing coil of the thirst that was quenched and dissolved, it was all my craving, all the want and misery and hunger that I had ever known.
Absorbing, mysterious, of infinite richness, this life.
I am a vanity eater, a machinelike eater, a suppresser-of-feels eater.
Food is the all-purpose comforter, the giver of warmth, the source of the artificial yet deeply appreciated sugar high.
I flush with heaving passion's strange delight, Yet find contentment lost in appetite.
An improper mind is a perpetual feast.
In the end, for me, there was only this: desire and addiction and hunger, a craving that made the world look hard-edged and brutally lovely.
The secular, for all its goodness, does not defend itself very well against mindless and perpetual consumption. It cries out to be offered by abstinence as well as use; to be appreciated, not simply absorbed. Hunger remains the best sauce.
We live in a world of excess: too many kinds of coffee, too many magazines, too many types of bread, too many digital recordings of Beethoven's Ninth, too many choices of rearview mirrors on the latest Renault. Sometimes you say to yourself: It's too much, it's all too much.
Live full, die empty
Life is so endlessly delicious
Gratefulness brings Great Fullness
When we sit at the table, there is more going on than satisfying hunger. It is sad to think of those who eat simply to satisfy their hunger and who do not permit themselves to linger under the many spells offered by a good meal - the satisfaction of our hearts, our minds and our spirits.
No matter how much it takes in, this hunger never goes away ... Because it desires nothing else.
Trying to extricate from the long day the grain of pleasure
Having a delightful time can be more fatiguing than one would believe.
For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?
Ravishment of this slender body in all ways possible before draining it of the life substance? Aren't you a pleasure hoarder, my dear?
Gluttony and sloth, as worldly goals, were quietly usurped by avarice and lust, which, together with poetry (yes, poetry), consumed all my free time.
The same hunger sends us to prayer and sugar and sweetener and text: the rush of comfort that comes from quick taste, the body suddenly filled with a sensation beyond itself - foreign and seductive. Sentimentality
Hunger of choice is a painful luxury; hunger of necessity is terrifying torture.
The most miserable mortals are they that deliver themselves up to their palates, or to their lusts; the pleasure is short, and turns presently nauseous, and the end of it is either shame or repentance.
A mind too vigorous and active, serves only to consume the body to which it is joined.
Ah, Caderousse,' said Andrea, 'how covetous you are! Two months ago you were dying with hunger.'
'The appetite grows by what it feeds on,' said Caderousse.
To hunger for use and to go unused is the worst hunger of all.
Remember: what consumes us, controls us. As
Some kinds of hunger were sweet in themselves, the anticipation of satisfaction as keen a pleasure as the slaking.
In this quiet, peaceful time of twilight there is, in this great circle of life, an awful lot of hunting and fishing and catching and killing and dying and eating going on all around me. As the old fisherman said, 'That's the way with life. Sometimes you eat well; sometimes you are well-eaten.'
I'm a person who has to eat! I graze every few hours.
Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.
The emotions roused by that most unavoidable of things, food, are astonishing.
The pleasures of living is loving!
The self-indulgent man craves for all pleasant things ... and is led by his appetite to choose these at the cost of everything else.
Eating, loving, singing, and digesting are, in truth, the four acts of the comic opera known as life, and they pass like bubbles of a bottle of champagne. Whoever lets them break without having enjoyed them is a complete fool.
All things at last yield to the silent, irresistible, all conquering energy of purpose.
Satiety comes of riches and contumaciousness of satiety.
If God is everywhere, I had concluded, then He is in food. Therefore, the more I ate the godlier I would become. Impelled by this new religious fervor, I glutted myself like a fanatic.
The healthy being craves an occasional wildness, a jolt from normality, a sharpening of the edge of appetite, his own little festival of Saturnalia, a brief excursion from his way of life.
What is love anyway but a hunger no meal can satisfy?
The desire is so strong, the pleasure so infinite, I find it difficult to breathe.
People take the feeling of full for granted.
The eater becoming the eaten!
Once munching has begun, Schopenhauer held, the human will cannot resist further munching, and the result is a universe with crumbs over everything.
The hunger of passions is the greatest disease.
Wickedness was like food: once you got started it was hard to stop; the gut expanded to take in more and more.
What we are only now beginning to fully realize is that in seeking material pleasure too constantly, the capacity for enjoyment or fulfillment decreases and eventually becomes exhausted.
An unrestricted satisfaction of every need presents itself as the most enticing method of conducting one's life, but it means putting enjoyment before caution, and soon brings its own punishment.
Savor, don't gorge.
Pleasures seem solid in their pursuit; but are mere clouds in the enjoyment.
Satiety is a neighbor to continued pleasures.
[Lat., Continuis voluptatibus vicina satietas.]
dazzled by the sheer essence of the whole,
Obsession is the single most wasteful human activity, because with an obsession you keep coming back and back and back to the same question and never get an answer.
Spiritual hunger and spiritual thirst But you got to change it On the inside first To be satisfied
Avarice starves its possessor to fatten those who come after, and who are eagerly awaiting the demise of the accumulator.
Love, a brilliant fire, to gladden or consume.
What is the use of a violent kind of delightfulness if there is no pleasure in not getting tired of it. - A substance in a cushion
To taste fully is to live fully.
At banquets surfeit not, but fill; partake, and retire; and eat not again till you crave.
Life is neither a feast nor a fun. But a fast.
The satisfaction of a special Pninian craving.
I'm a compulsive everything.
Invites us to jump off the hamster wheel of consumption and experience the pinch of abstaining from thoughtless indulgence.
A person has two passions for love and abhorrence. A big disposition to excessiveness has just a love, because it is more ardent and stronger.