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The King is in his Tower, eating bread and honey. The Breakers in the basement, making all the money.

The motto of all true servants of God must be, ‘We preach Christ; and him crucified.’ A sermon without Christ in it is like a loaf of bread without any flour in it. No Christ in your sermon, sir? Then go home, and never preach again until you have something worth preaching.

The obligation to earn one's bread by the sweat of one's brow also presumes the right to do so. A society in which this right is systematically denied, in which economic policies do not allow workers to reach satisfactory levels of employment, cannot be justified from an ethical point of view, nor can that society attain social peace.

The old days were slower. People buttered their bread without guilt and sat down to dinner en famille.

The obligation to earn one's bread presumes the right to do so. A society that denies this right cannot be justified, nor can it attain social peace.

The object of education is not merely to enable our children to gain their daily bread and to acquire pleasant means of recreation, but that they should know God and serve Him with earnestness and devotion.

The philosopher Diogenes was eating bread and lentils for supper. He was seen by the philosopher Aristippus, who lived comfortably by flattering the king. Said Aristippus, "If you would learn to be subservient to the king you would not have to live on lentils." Said Diogenes, "Learn to live on lentils and you will not have to be subservient to the king.

The ordinary activities I find most compatible with contemplation are walking, baking bread, and doing laundry.

The paramedic called the press and sold me like a loaf of bread. This was news, and he wanted to be the one to report it.

The people that once bestowed commands, consulships, legions, and all else, now concerns itself no more, and longs eagerly for just two things: bread and circuses!

The Press is not our daily bread but our daily sugar pill.

The Press blew, the public stared, hands flew out like a million little fishes after bread.

There has never been but one question in all civilization-how to keep a few men from saying to many men: You work and earn bread and we will eat it.

The primary purpose of education is not to teach you to earn your bread, but to make every mouthful sweeter.

The question of bread for myself is a material question; but the question of bread for my neighbour, for everybody, is a spiritual and a religious question.

There are moments in which a rose is more important than a piece of bread

The radicals...want speech regulated by codes that proscribe certain language. They see free speech as at best a delusion, at worst a threat to the welfare of minorities and women....The most obvious (and cynical) explanation for the switched positions is the switched situations. Protesting students became established professors and administrators. For outsiders, free speech is bread and butter; for insiders, indigestion. To the new academics, unregulated free speech spells trouble.

There is not a thing that is more positive than bread.

There is not a woman born who desires to eat the bread of dependence.

There is something profoundly satisfying about sharing a meal. Eating together, breaking bread together, is one of the oldest and most fundamentally unifying of human experiences.

There is nothing wrong with God's plan that man should earn his bread by the sweat of his brow.

The rule of law bakes no bread, it is unable to distribute loaves or fishes (it has none), and it cannot protect itself against external assault, but it remains the most civilized and least burdensome conception of a state yet to be devised.

There was a gas strike, oil strike, lorry strike, bread strike, got to be a Superman to survive.

The time-honored bread-sauce of the happy ending.

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

The second you go back to eating right, you're going to put that weight on. You eat one piece of bread and you are screwed, lady!

The sharing of food is like breaking bread, it's very symbolic.

The undulent landscape looks serene in every direction. Honey-colored farmhouses, gently placed in hollows, rise like thick loaves of bread set out to cool.

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

The very spot where grew the bread that formed my bones, I see. How strange, old field, on thee to tread, and feel I'm part of thee.

"The whiter the bread, the quicker you're dead" because white bread lacks vitamin E and lecithin.

Those who labor for bread or money alone are condemned to their reward.

The world today is hungry Not only for bread But hungry for love; Hungry to be wanted, Hungry to be loved.

The wretch who digs the mine for bread, or ploughs, that others may be fed, feels less fatigued than that decreed to him who cannot think or read.

This supernatural bread and this consecrated chalice are for the health and salvation of mankind.

They're really aggressive. They're like roaches on bread - you drop some on the floor and, boom, they're on it.

They say that you can't live by bread alone, but I can live on compliments.

Those who know their unworthiness seize grace as a hungry man seizes bread: the self-righteous resent grace.

Though my father was poor and had nothing, the Torah, the poetry of prophets, was his daily bread.

Threatned men eat bread, says the Spaniard.

Thou shall know by experience how salt the savor is of others' bread, and how sad a path it is to climb and descend another's stairs.

To a hungry man, a piece of bread is the face of God.

To a hungry man, Christ is very lovely when He has a loaf of bread in His hand.

To a starving man, God can only appear in the form of bread.

To read in the Bible, as the word of God himself, that "In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, ["] and to preach there-from that, "In the sweat of other mans faces shalt thou eat bread," to my mind can scarcely be reconciled with honest sincerity.

To be both rich and handsome was bad enough. But to have a voice like honey over warm bread on top of that was simply inexcusable.

To disbelieve in marriage is easy: to love a married woman is easy; but to betray a comrade, to be disloyal to a host, to break the covenant of bread and salt, is impossible.

To eat bread is one thing; to love the precepts of Christ and resolve to obey them is quite another.

Too much art was no art at all. Like candy instead of bread!

To be obliged to beg our daily happiness from others bespeaks a more lamentable poverty than that of him who begs his daily bread.