Too few of us, perhaps, feel that breaking of bread, the sharing of salt, the common dipping into … - M. F. K. Fisher

Same topic Authors

Quote of the day

Love me or hate me. It's one or the other. Always has been. Hate my game, my swagger. Hate my fadeaway, my hunger. Hate that I'm a veteran, a champion. Hate that. Hate it with all your heart. And hate that I'm loved for the exact same reasons.

M. F. K. Fisher

Too few of us, perhaps, feel that breaking of bread, the sharing of salt, the common dipping into one bowl, mean more than satisfaction of a need. We make such primal things as casual as tunes heard over a radio, forgetting the mystery and strength in both.

Forgetting, Mean, Needs, Perhaps, Satisfaction, Tunes

Same Author Quotes

The oyster leads a dreadful but exciting life. Indeed, his chance to live at all is slim, and if he should survive the arrows of his own outrageous fortune and in the two weeks of his carefree youth find a clean smooth place to fix on, the years afterwards are full of stress, passion, and danger.

Arrows, Carefree, Chance, Danger, Passion, Stress

Almost any normal oyster never knows from one year to the next whether he is he or she, and may start at any moment, after the first year, to lay eggs where before he spent his sexual energies in being exceptionally masculine.

Eggs, Knows, Moment, Oysters, Start, Years

old age is more bearable if it can be helped by an early acceptance of being loved and of loving.

Acceptance, Age, Bearable, Early, Loved, Old

I wrote like a junkie. I had to have my daily fix.

Daily, Fix, Junkie, Like, Wrote

France eats more conciously, more intelligently, than any other nation.

Conciously, Eats, France, Intelligently, Nations