Being an MP feeds your vanity and starves your self- respect.
If you divorce capital from labor, capital is hoarded, and labor starves.
Money poisons you when you've got it, and starves you when you haven't.
Integrity is praised, and starves.
Without poetry the soul and heart of man starves and dies.
Three were the fates. Poverty that chains; gray drudgery that grinds the hope away, and gaping ignorance that starves the soul.
The miser is the man who starves himself and everybody else, in order to worship wealth in its dead form, as distinct from its living form.
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.