Soon they were all sitting on the rocky ledge, which was still warm, watching the sun go down into the lake. It was the most beautiful evening, with the lake as blue as a cornflower and the sky flecked with rosy clouds. They held their hard-boiled eggs in one hand and a piece of bread and butter in the other, munching happily. There was a dish of salt for everyone to dip their eggs into. ‘I don’t know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors,’ said George.
Seek but provision of bread and wine, fools to flatter, and clothing fine; and nothing of God shall ever be thine.
I always get back to the question, is it really necessary that men should consume so much of their bodily and mental energies in the machinery of civilized life? The world seems to me to do much of its toil for that which is not in any sense bread. Again, does not the latent feeling that much of their striving is to no purpose tend to infuse large quantities of sham into men's work?
Morals are taught & preached not for the sake of heaven, but to assist those people on earth who have everything they need & more to retain their possessions & to help them to accumulate still more. Morals is the butter for those who have no bread.
To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.
I think, she began quietly, I think we want. . . not just bread for our bellies. We want more than only bread. We want food for our hearts, our souls. We want- how to say it? We want, you know- Puccini music. . . . we want for our beautiful children some beauty. She leaned over and kissed the curl on her finger. We want roses.
I am proud to be an American. Because an American can eat anything on the face of this earth as long as he has two pieces of bread.
Who hath no more bread then neede, must not keepe a dog.
Eat bread. You don't know if it's been polluted. Drink water, you don't know whether it's been polluted. So living is a test.
There is a seeded bread that I bring from South Africa. I bring home 10, 20 loaves. I am so bad with this bread. I've literally been in hotels and brought my own: "Please, can you toast this? I have my own bread. " They're like, "You have your own bread?" And I'll pull it out!
I've never met a bread basket that I didn't love. At the same time, it can make me tired.
Bread for today is bread enough.
Work is a search for daily meaning as well as for daily bread.
You know how you put peanut butter on a piece of bread and the bread falls - it never falls on the bread side down, it always falls peanut butter side down. That's because of gravity.
There may be frugality which is not economy. A community, that withholds the means of education from its children, withholds the bread of life and starves their souls.
When you down and out don't nobody trust ya, but when you got bread it seems like everybody love ya.
*Throwing bread out of door* AND STAY OUT!
Every walk to the woods is a religious rite, every bath in the stream is a saving ordinance. Communion service is at all hours, and the bread and wine are from the heart and marrow of Mother Earth.
Men ardently pursue truth, assuming it will be angels' bread when found.
Affection is like bread, unnoticed till we starve, and then we dream of it, and sing of it, and paint it, when every urchin in the street has more than he can eat.