Bread Quotes

One may live without bread, not without roses.

You know, you have to put bread on the table. So you thank God you got the job.

The tillage of the soil occupies the vast majority of those who work for their own bread.

We are free, truly free, when we don't need to rent our arms to anybody in order to be able to lift a piece of bread to our mouths.

I cast my bread on the waters long ago. Now it's time for you to send it back to me - toasted and buttered on both sides.

The danger is not lest the soul should doubt whether there is any bread, but lest, by a lie, it should persuade itself that it is not hungry.

I love all kinds of bread. Whenever I crave junk food, I want salty things like peanuts or potato chips.

If you dispute with me you will only quarrel with your bread and butter.

To be sensual, I think, is to respect and rejoice in the force of life, of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the making of bread.

Art is our chief means of breaking bread with the dead.

My sisters like cooking at my place. It has a bit more room, and the food tastes a little bit better. A big pot of spaghetti and sauce, some warm French bread - works all the time. I think I've been eating pasta for 26 years.

I thought about that the other day after I went to the grocery store and had to sign fifteen autographs before leaving. On one hand, it's just so flattering. On the other hand, sometimes it would be nice to get the bread and leave, you know?

If a weakly mortal is to do anything in the world besides eat the bread thereof, there must be a determined subordination of the whole nature to the one aim no trifling with time, which is passing, with strength which is only too limited.

For six years, I kept my five Olympic medals wrapped in a plastic bread bag beneath my bed.

No more turkey, but I'd like some more of the bread it ate.

They're not shooting me for deserting the United Stated Army - thousands of guys have done that. They're shooting me for bread I stole when I was 12 years old.

If you have extraordinary bread and extraordinary butter, it's hard to beat bread and butter.

Is it honest for me to go and sit there on communion day and drink the wine and eat the bread while feeling it all to be mummery?

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

Bread for myself is a material question. Bread for my neighbor is a spiritual one.

Was I always going to be here? No I was not. I was going to be homeless at one time, a taxi driver, truck driver, or any kind of job that would get me a crust of bread. You never know what's going to happen.

The weight comes off, you know? If you stop with the bread and the pie, it really does. It really works.

Space and light and order. Those are the things that men need just as much as they need bread or a place to sleep.

Anytime a person goes into a delicatessen and orders a pastrami on white bread, somewhere a Jew dies.

Damn the sword! When Virginia wanted a sword, I gave her one. Now she sends me a toy! I require bread!

The worker must have bread, but she must have roses, too. Help, you women of privilege, give her the ballot to fight with.

It's a Tim sandwich. The meat is fresh, but the bread is moldy.

Higher education must lead the march back to the fundamentals of human relationships, to the old discovery that is ever new, that man does not live by bread alone.

Grace is available for each of us every day - our spiritual daily bread - but we've got to remember to ask for it with a grateful heart and not worry about whether there will be enough for tomorrow.

I think that at the supper I neither receive flesh nor blood, but bread and wine; which bread when it is broken, and the wine when it is drunken, put me in remembrance how that for my sins the body of Christ was broken, and his blood shed on the cross.