meals

His meals were always punctual. Whether she cooked well or badly he did not know; it was a matter of total indifference to him. During his meals, which he ate at his writing desk, he was busy with important considerations. As a rule he would not have been able to say what precisely he had in his mouth. He reserved consciousness for real thoughts; they depend upon it; without consciousness, thoughts are unthinkable. Chewing and digestion happen of themselves.

The economy of your country shall never determine the size of your three square meals if you know you can rise against and above all limitations! The climatic emergencies in the weather shall never determine your survival rates if you know you are above their standards!

If you don__ know your maker, chances are that you will never know yourself. If you don__ know yourself, you will bury your meals and complain of poverty!

Nowadays when we bow our heads before meals, we no longer say grace__e receive it.

It is childish to eat primarily or only to please your tongue.

We are creating a world where no parent will ever again have to choose between skipping meals and sending their kids to school

With the long list of supposedly health-endangering meals on our menus, __tarving_ seems likea healthy option to have on our list of safe-to-eat meals.

For breakfast to be called __n bed_ instead of __n top of a bed,_ the house in which it is about to be eaten has to have at least two rooms (excluding the kitchen); (at least) three, if it has a bathroom.

Adventures are all very well in their place, but there's a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain.

If you can eat with mates or friends or family, I mean, it's such a brilliant thing isn't it? If you feel really rubbish and you have a nice bit of food it makes you feel good, you know?

They prefer their meals alive and terrified, for fear is their favorite sauce.

If they tell me one more time that I'm using the wrong fork for a part of a meal, I swear I'll show them exactly how multifunctional the utensil can be.

When the girl returned, some hours later, she carried a tray, with a cup of fragrant tea steaming on it; and a plate piled up with very hot buttered toast, cut thick, very brown on both sides, with the butter running through the holes in great golden drops, like honey from the honeycomb. The smell of that buttered toast simply talked to Toad, and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens, of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings, of cosy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one's ramble was over and slippered feet were propped on the fender, of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries.

Cooking is great, but the meal that has been prepared for you with love is the best.

A truly compassionate man gives a poor woman a portion of his meal before he eats, not after he has eaten.

Many a death was precipitated by the food, the job, or the medication whose main function was to postpone it.

The best meals are those prepared by loving hands.

Happiness depends on sound sleep, orderly bowels and regular meals.