I can never enjoy Sundays, because in the back of my mind I always know I've got to go to school the next day. It's like trying to enjoy your last meal before the execution.
My favorite meal? It has to be furburgers everyday in the morning.
The food here is so tasteless you could eat a meal of it and belch and it wouldn't remind you of anything.
Fortune provides a man's table with luxuries, virtue with only a frugal meal.
Poor animals! How jealously they guard their pathetic bodies. . . that which to us is merely an evening's meal, but to them is life itself.
My point is that when you look at a rabbit and can see only a pest, or vermin, or a meal, or a commodity, or a laboratory subject, you aren't seeing the rabbit anymore. You are seeing only yourself and the schemes and appetites we bring to the world-seeing, come to think of it, like an animal instead of as a moral being with moral vision.
Gogol remembers having to do the same thing when he was younger, when his grandparents died. . . He remembers, back then, being bored by it, annoyed at having to observe a ritual no one else he knew followed, in honor of people he had seen only a few times in his life. . . Now, sitting together at the kitchen table at six-thirty every evening, his father's chair empty, this meatless meal is the only thing that seems to make sense.
I have the life of Riley. I take my kids to school, do a bit of work in the afternoon, pick my kids up, microwave a meal, hang out with my kids, and work for a couple of hours.
A meal without mushrooms is like a day without rain.
Good service can save a bad meal, but there is no level of food that can save bad service.
I say everything's about company. A gourmet meal with an asshole is a horrible meal. A hot dog with an interesting person is an amazing meal.
A salad is not a meal, it is a style.
If I don't eat veggies with a meal, I feel deprived.
I've never worked as much as I would've wanted to, and that's why I end up doing a lot of stage as well, because stage is a full course meal
I wake at 5 or 5:30 most mornings, make myself a latte and grab a cookie, write until 10 or 11, go have my favorite meal, 'second breakfast,' or grab coffee with friends, or play basketball. Then, around noon, I begin apologizing via email for the manuscripts I can't get to.
Remember that any meal can be your last. You chose to travel with us, so tonight you will eat fish. Tomorrow, you may die.
Gratitude can turn a meal into a feast.
I wonder is happiness only an essence of good living, that you shall taste only once or twice while you live, and then go on living with the taste in your mouth, and wishing you had the fullness of it solid between your teeth, like a good meal that you have tasted and cherished and look back in your mind to eat again.
Each meal is an opportunity to express yourself to others, sharing a different perspective of your personality.
Moderation is a fatal thing. Enough is as bad as a meal. More than enough is as good as a feast.