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Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth.
All flesh is not venison.
What fresh hell is this?
I have never felt as raw as I feel right now. I've just discovered that falling in love has a dark side.
If you think humans are meat-eaters then try eating the animal raw like every other meat-eater on the planet. If something is not palatable in its raw state then you probably shouldn't be eating it.
meat comes from the supermarket, where it's wrapped in plastic. No guts involved.
One of my favorite dishes in the world used to be steak tartare, which is raw ground beef seasoned and then served.
I'm as pure as the driven slush.
Endurance, after all, is the only reason we even exist. We think of ourselves as nature's deadliest animals, but the truth is, a naked human is the biggest wimp in the wild. We have no fangs, no claws, no strength, and no speed.
Nature formed me fierce ...
The best part is coming."
"What's the best part? You swallowing an entire cow whole?"
"No. That's the finale.
sausages. Behind
He could eat anything, no matter how loathsome or indigestible; and, once eaten, the juices of his stomach extracted the last least particle of nutriment; and his blood carried it to the farthest reaches of his body, building it into the toughest and stoutest of tissues.
There we were, filled with pure animal need, as he pinned me to the wooden table, and cruelly whipped my naked bottom; the two of us sweaty and panting, me screaming, him grunting, our primal sexual natures overprinting the tea room's pretence at gentility, and refinement.
right now I feel like I just ate a cold snail raw.
It was barbaric. It was horrific. It was delicious.
You are the Worst Kind of Animal. A Butcher by Day and a Pussy Cat by Night.
Not natural, in my view, sah. Not in favor of unnatural things.'
Vetinari looked perplexed. 'You mean, you eat your meat raw and sleep in a tree?
topped with whipped cream, chopped nuts
Mellow nuts have the hardest rind.
It's only with great vulgarity that you can achieve real refinement, only out of bawdry that you can get tenderness.
Pain is the erotic spice of sex. This wild, erratic thought flickers through my brain. And my Master is a Master Chef. What does that make me? Ah. I must be his edible, fuckable, artistic creation.
we have to give are best or die
If you can eat 70 percent raw or introduce raw into your diet, it will help your health.
Get me meat. Lots of it. Meat on meat
His blood is black and boiling hot, he gurgles ghastly groans. He'll cook you in his dinner pot, your skin, your flesh, your bones.
Everybody's eating all my - brownies, granola, anything you eat cooked, I can find you raw.
A crier of green sauce.
Flesh is weak, but love is strong.
This is just how they want you, an animal, a bitch with swollen udder lying in the dirt, blank-faced, surrendered, reduced to this meat, these smells ...
Eating a raw oyster is like french kissing a mermaid.
It takes a tough man to make a tender chicken.
I have a horror of the word 'flesh', which has become so shopworn.Why not 'meat'whilethey're about it? What I like is skin, a young girl's skin that is pink and shows that she has a good circulation.
I got my hands under the breasts, lifted them. Tons of meat. Meat without mouth or eye. MEAT MEAT MEAT. i slammed it into my mouth and flew into heaven.
They were a tangle of limbs on the bed, limbs and f lesh and bodies entwined so fully, joined so deeply, that it was as if they were sealed together. The heat had melted and merged them. They weren't even human now, but sex in its rawest, purest form.
I eat meat, the rarer the better.
The softest in the world surpasses the hardest in the world.
The flesh is at the heart of the world.
The meat was bruised, bleeding, and imprisoned in a tight wrapping. And, though I had a six-month respite from thinking about it, so was I.
The perfection of rottenness.
Man lives in greatest pain
Meat first, and spoon vittles to top off on.
When he was rough, my body soared. When he was gentle, he slayed me.
My truths are all foreknown,This anguish self-revealed.I'm naked to the bone,With nakedness my shield.
Is it nice, my preciousss? Is it juicy? Is it scrumptiously crunchable?
A crude meal, no doubt, but the best of all sauces is hunger.
God, that piece of meat between his legs was a beautiful sight.
Her worst nightmare and her wettest dream.
When it comes to making love, I may not be the best, but I'm damn gouda.
I was pure, before you defiled me, and don't you forget it. As though the concept of purity is anything more than the construct of selfish, competitive men stampeding toward the women to call dibs. I'll be damned if I'm not worth stampeding toward, but the prize had better be me, hymen or no hymen.
It is only by softening and disguising dead flesh by culinary preparation that it is rendered susceptible of mastication or digestion, and that the sight of its bloody juices and raw horror does not excite intolerable loathing and disgust.
Pre-Digested', that almost
An entire greased-up baby being squirted out of a gay biker's asshole during a weird gay biker sex ritual. I guess the word weird isn't really necessary there.
Oh! how foul a thing, that we should see the tongue of one animal in the guts of another.
For battle, the new boy looked like an overcooked sausage
The wolf is carnivore incarnate and he's as cunning as he is ferocious; once he's had a taste of flesh then nothing else will do.
You're the other white meat!
His Tender Roni.
Bloodthirsty, thy name is Momma Wolf.
Hunter's stomach was perfection - each taut muscle tight and totally lickable. Not that I'd ever licked a man's stomach before, but now I got why someone would want to. I was in six-pack heaven.
She is so feisty I can't decide if I want to squeeze her throat and watch her eyes gloss over with tears, or rip her tiny shorts off and bury my dick inside her, making her scream, making her so fucking dirty she'll never get clean.
All the white meat is gone. There's nothin' but necks on the platter.
Tougher'n a boiled owl.
It demeans you to cover rotten meat with honey. I know what I am. What would you want with a monster?"
"Everything.
This cave within a cave, this paleolithic pussy, this decent into the deepest dark of fuck.
Sweet on the street, alpha in the sheets.
The longer I have been on the raw food path, the more I tend to come full circle and return to where my original ideas and inspiration of wanting to eat raw food come from - and that's natural hygiene and its principles.
Cats are the wildest of the tame and the tamest of the wild
So, if weight loss is your goal, and you have impressive self-control, raw food is something to consider.
Sharper than a serpents tongue, tighter than a bongo drum, quicker than a one night stand, slicker than a mambo band.
Strongest pain often gives the deepest pleasure.
We'll meet the meat.
My flesh began to singe as if I were a scrap of meat newly thrown onto the barbecue, and then i could hear the bubbling of my skin as the flames kissed it.
Pure is honourable.
vanilla with a twist.
the flesh with its passions and desires.
Sweet meat must have sour sauce.
The kitchen, reasonably enough, was the scene of my first gastronomic adventure. I was on all fours. I crawled into the vegetable bin, settled on a giant onion and ate it, skin and all. It must have marked me for life, for I have never ceased to love the hearty flavor of raw onions.
The claim that somehow raw foods give you better energy, are more healthful, improve your immune system and all of that is simply not substantiated. And moreover, it's not biologically plausible.
When you accept what is, every piece of meat - every moment - is the best. That is enlightenment.
Sweet pulp and sour skin -
Or was it sweet outside, and sour within?
The devil's most devilish when respectable.
The thick plottens.
It was raw pity and unconstrained joy.
Clean, tasty, real foods do not come processed in boxes or bags; they come from the earth, the sea, the field, or the farm.
My heart is pure as the driven slush.
Straight and fast.
My skin is soft, but my heart is cruel, and my bite is deadly.
It is a fundamental fact that no cook, however creative and capable, can produce a dish of a quality any higher than that of its raw ingredients.
with a scrap of bacon on her
Oh Lord, make me pure, but not yet.
This is worse than being in a lion's den, buck naked with meat tied around your ass.
Neither. He's a - a - a meat dog.
Of all mankind's unpleasant habits, sheer and willful cruelty is the most base, the least forgivable and, when carried to its extreme, perhaps the most horrific.
I'm going to be a 'Chopped' champion.
She's chiffon and satin ribbons. I'm raw meat and razor blades.
Naked violence repels like the naked skeleton shorn of flesh, blood and the velvety skin.
Why are we here?", Douglas cried, as poop came out his weiner in a long thin strip, it was weiner-poop, which is the grossest poop of all.
His passion has aroused the best and the beast in man. And the beast waited for him in the kitchen.
You have seen me at my worst and at my weakest. Let me show you my best.