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  • #1
    Sam Levenson
    “For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
    For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
    For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
    For beautiful hair, let a child run his fingers through it once a day.
    For poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk alone.
    ...
    We leave you a tradition with a future.
    The tender loving care of human beings will never become obsolete.
    People even more than things have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed and redeemed and redeemed and redeemed.
    Never throw out anybody.

    Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.
    As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands: one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.

    Your “good old days� are still ahead of you, may you have many of them.”
    Sam Levenson, In One Era & Out the Other

  • #2
    Charles M. Schulz
    “All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt.”
    Charles M. Schulz

  • #3
    Erasmus
    “When I have a little money, I buy books; and if I have any left, I buy food and clothes.”
    Desiderius Erasmus Roterodamus

  • #4
    Cassandra Clare
    “Don't order any of the faerie food," said Jace, looking at her over the top of his menu. "It tends to make humans a little crazy. One minute you're munching a faerie plum, the next minute you're running naked down Madison Avenue with antlers on your head. Not," he added hastily, "that this has ever happened to me.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #5
    William Shakespeare
    “If music be the food of love, play on;
    Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
    The appetite may sicken, and so die.
    That strain again! it had a dying fall:
    O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
    That breathes upon a bank of violets,
    Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
    'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
    O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
    That, notwithstanding thy capacity
    Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
    Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
    But falls into abatement and low price,
    Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
    That it alone is high fantastical.”
    William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

  • #6
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien

  • #7
    Cassandra Clare
    “You see, cuckoos are parasites. They lay their eggs in other birds' nests. When the egg hatches, the baby cuckoo pushes the other baby birds out of the nest. The poor parent birds work themselves to death trying to find enough food to feed the enormous cuckoo child who has murdered their babies and taken their places."
    "Enormous?" said Jace. "Did you just call me fat?"
    "It was an analogy."
    "I am not fat.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #8
    “The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

    We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

    We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

    We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

    These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships.

    These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

    Remember, to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

    Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

    Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

    Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person might not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.”
    Bob Moorehead, Words Aptly Spoken

  • #9
    “I love you like a fat kid loves cake!”
    Scott Adams

  • #10
    Orson Welles
    “Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what’s for lunch.”
    Orson Welles

  • #11
    John Green
    “Gus: "It tastes like..."
    Me: "Food."
    Gus: "Yes, precisely. It tastes like food, excellently prepared. But it does not taste, how do I put this delicately...?"
    Me: "It does not taste like God Himself cooked heaven into a series of five dishes which were then served to you accompanied by several luminous balls of fermented, bubbly plasma while actual and literal flower petals floated down around your canal-side dinner table."
    Gus: "Nicely phrased."
    Gus's father: "Our children are weird."
    My dad: "Nicely phrased.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #12
    Oscar Wilde
    “After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one's own relations.”
    Oscar Wilde, A Woman of No Importance

  • #13
    Christopher Hitchens
    “Owners of dogs will have noticed that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they will think you are god. Whereas owners of cats are compelled to realize that, if you provide them with food and water and shelter and affection, they draw the conclusion that they are gods.”
    Christopher Hitchens, The Portable Atheist: Essential Readings for the Nonbeliever

  • #14
    Virginia Woolf
    “One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

  • #15
    Charles Bukowski
    “Nothing was ever in tune. People just blindly grabbed at whatever there was: communism, health foods, zen, surfing, ballet, hypnotism, group encounters, orgies, biking, herbs, Catholicism, weight-lifting, travel, withdrawal, vegetarianism, India, painting, writing, sculpting, composing, conducting, backpacking, yoga, copulating, gambling, drinking, hanging around, frozen yogurt, Beethoven, Back, Buddha, Christ, TM, H, carrot juice, suicide, handmade suits, jet travel, New York City, and then it all evaporated and fell apart. People had to find things to do while waiting to die. I guess it was nice to have a choice.”
    Charles Bukowski, Women

  • #16
    James  Patterson
    “Popcorn for breakfast! Why not? It's a grain. It's like, like, grits, but with high self-esteem.”
    James Patterson, The Angel Experiment

  • #17
    William Goldman
    “I love you,' Buttercup said. 'I know this must come as something of a surprise to you, since all I've ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you for several hours now, and every second, more. I thought an hour ago that I loved you more than any woman has ever loved a man, but a half hour after that I knew that what I felt before was nothing compared to what I felt then. But ten minutes after that, I understood that my previous love was a puddle compared to the high seas before a storm. Your eyes are like that, did you know? Well they are. How many minutes ago was I? Twenty? Had I brought my feelings up to then? It doesn't matter.' Buttercup still could not look at him. The sun was rising behind her now; she could feel the heat on her back, and it gave her courage. 'I love you so much more now than twenty minutes ago that there cannot be comparison. I love you so much more now then when you opened your hovel door, there cannot be comparison. There is no room in my body for anything but you. My arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake with blind affection. My mind begs you to ask it something so it can obey. Do you want me to follow you for the rest of your days? I will do that. Do you want me to crawl? I will crawl. I will be quiet for you or sing for you, or if you are hungry, let me bring you food, or if you have thirst and nothing will quench it but Arabian wine, I will go to Araby, even though it is across the world, and bring a bottle back for your lunch. Anything there is that I can do for you, I will do for you; anything there is that I cannot do, I will learn to do. I know I cannot compete with the Countess in skills or wisdom or appeal, and I saw the way she looked at you. And I saw the way you looked at her. But remember, please, that she is old and has other interests, while I am seventeen and for me there is only you. Dearest Westley--I've never called you that before, have I?--Westley, Westley, Westley, Westley, Westley,--darling Westley, adored Westley, sweet perfect Westley, whisper that I have a chance to win your love.' And with that, she dared the bravest thing she'd ever done; she looked right into his eyes.”
    William Goldman, The Princess Bride

  • #18
    Erma Bombeck
    “Seize the moment. Remember all those women on the 'Titanic' who waved off the dessert cart.”
    Erma Bombeck

  • #19
    “Writers fish for the right words like fishermen fish for, um, whatever those aquatic creatures with fins and gills are called. �”
    Jarod Kintz, This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

  • #20
    George Bernard Shaw
    “There is no love sincerer than the love of food.”
    George Bernard Shaw, BBC Radio presents Man and superman

  • #21
    Irvine Welsh
    “Choose a life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers... Choose DSY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away in the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself, choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?”
    Irvine Welsh, Trainspotting

  • #22
    Timothy Leary
    “Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people� as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day� and “Weather’s awful today, eh?�, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry� or “What do you think deja vu is for?�. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others�”
    Timothy Leary

  • #23
    Julia Child
    “The only time to eat diet food is while you're waiting for the steak to cook.”
    Julia Child

  • #24
    Meg Cabot
    “Wait. Why am I thinking about Krispy Kremes? We’re supposed to be exercising.”
    Meg Cabot, Big Boned

  • #25
    “Humor keeps us alive. Humor and food. Don't forget food. You can go a week without laughing.”
    Joss Whedon

  • #26
    Suzanne Collins
    “All right, so give me some idea of what you can do," says Haymitch.

    I can’t do anything," says Peeta, "unless you count baking bread."

    Sorry, I don’t. Katniss. I already know you’re handy with a knife,� says Haymitch.

    Not really. But I can hunt,� I say. “With a bow and arrow.�

    And you’re good?� asks Haymitch.

    I have to think about it. I’ve been putting food on the table for four years. That’s no small task. I’m not as good as my father was, but he’d had more practice. I’ve better aim than Gale, but I’ve had more practice. He’s a genius with traps and snares. “I’m all right,� I say.”
    Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

  • #27
    Roald Dahl
    “Do you know what breakfast cereal is made of? It's made of all those little curly wooden shavings you find in pencil sharpeners!”
    Roald Dahl

  • #28
    James  Patterson
    “Am I tough? Am I strong? Am I hard-core? Absolutely.
    Did I whimper with pathetic delight when I sank my teeth into my hot fried-chicken sandwich? You betcha.”
    James Patterson

  • #29
    James  Patterson
    “Basically, I have two speeds.... Hostile or smart-aleck. Your choice.”
    James Patterson, Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports

  • #30
    James  Patterson
    “Did you know that wasn’t me, the other Max?� I asked.
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    “W?�
    “Right away.�
    “How?� I persisted. “We look identical. She even had identical scars and scratches. She was wearing my clothes. How could you tell us apart?�
    He turned to me and grinned, making my world brighter. “She offered to cook breakfast.”
    James Patterson, School's Out—Forever



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