#eat

Grow a garden. When there’s a food shortage in the future, you’ll need it. And when people try to steal your food and you shoot them, you’ll also need a good place to hide the bodies. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#body #death #food #food-shortage #future

I like to get to-go boxes at restaurants where not only did I not eat in, but apparently their patrons didn’t either, judging by how much food they left on their plates.
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— Jarod Kintz

#eat #food #leftovers #plates #restaurants

Eating wheat, like ice climbing, mountain boarding, and bungee jumping, is an extreme sport. It is the only common food that carries its own long-term mortality rate. ↗

— William Davis

#food

I'm going to put death in all their food and watch them die. ↗

— Shirley Jackson

#hate #poison #death

How good it is, when you have roast meat or suchlike foods before you, to impress on your mind that this is the dead body of a fish, this the dead body of a bird or pig. ↗

— Marcus Aurelius

#dead-body #eating #food #meat #mindfulness

Nearly everyone wants as least one outstanding meal a day. ↗

— Duncan Hines

#eating #food #meal #food

When evening comes, I return home and go into my study. On the threshold I strip off my muddy, sweaty, workday clothes, and put on the robes of court and palace, and in this graver dress I enter the antique courts of the ancients and am welcomed by them, and there I taste the food that alone is mine, and for which I was born. And there I make bold to speak to them and ask the motives of their actions, and they, in their humanity, reply to me. And for the space of four hours I forget the world, remember no vexation, fear poverty no more, tremble no more at death: I pass indeed into their world. ↗

— Niccolò Machiavelli

#reading #death

Listen, children: Your father is dead. From his old coats I'll make you little jackets; I'll make you little trousers From his old pants. There'll be in his pockets Things he used to put there, Keys and pennies Covered with tobacco; Dan shall have the pennies To save in his bank; Anne shall have the keys To make a pretty noise with. Life must go on, Though good men die; Anne, eat your breakfast; Dan, take your medicine; Life must go on; I forget just why. ↗

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

#life #poetry #death

You're an expatriate. You've lost touch with the soil. You get precious. Fake European standards have ruined you. You drink yourself to death. You become obsessed with sex. You spend all your time talking, not working. You are an expatriate, see? You hang around cafes. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#expatriate #sex #death

Is there a gun that shoots rain? Oh yeah, water guns. How technologically advanced we are!
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— Jarod Kintz

#civilization #civilized #culture #funny #gun