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“If you have come to these pages for laughter, may you find it.
If you are here to be offended, may your ire rise and your blood boil.
If you seek an adventure, may this song sing you away to blissful escape.
If you need to test or confirm your beliefs, may you reach comfortable conclusions.
All books reveal perfection, by what they are or what they are not.
May you find that which you seek, in these pages or outside them.
May you find perfection, and know it by name.”
― Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ鈥檚 Childhood Pal

“I know it's a crock of shit. I ain't offering you happily-ever-after. I'm offering you... happily-maybe-sometimes-ever-after. Sort of. You know, with warts and shit." -Thayer”
― Wally Lamb, She鈥檚 Come Undone

“Only in art will the lion lie down with the lamb, and the rose grow without thorn.”
― Martin Amis

“The green-eyed angel came in less than a half hour and fell docile as a lamb into my arms. We kissed and caressed, I met no resistance when I unlaced the strings to free her dress and fill myself in the moist and hot bed nature made between her thighs. We made love outdoors鈥攚ithout a roof, I like most, without stove, my favorite place, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and dripping with dew, and our love for each other was seen. Our love for the world was new.”
― Roman Payne

“It's time to make love, douse the glim; The fireflies twinkle and dim; The stars lean together Like birds of a feather, And the loin lies down with the limb.”
― Conrad Aiken

“Evening you gather back
all that dazzling dawn has put asunder:
you gather a lamb, gather a kid,
gather a child to its mother.”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

“It鈥檚 not in the nature of the lamb to mourn the lion.”
― Peter Watts, Blindsight

“And when the Lamb opened the seventh seal, silence coverd the sky”
― Anonymous, The Holy Bible: King James Version

“We made love outdoors鈥攚ithout a roof, I like most, without stove, my favorite place, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and dripping with dew, and our love for each other was seen. Our love for the world was new.”
― Roman Payne

“Take him away. Prepare a feast. Forget nothing. My crown: the golden cutlery. The poison bottles; and the fumes; the wreaths of ivy and the bloody joints; the chains; the bowl of nettles; the spices; the baskets of fresh grass; the skulls and spines; the ribs and shoulder-blades. Forget nothing or, by the blindness of my sockets, I will have your hearts out. Take him away...”
― Mervyn Peake, Boy in Darkness and Other Stories

“This creature kneeling
dusted with snow, its teeth
grinding together, sound of old stones
at the bottom of a river

You lugged it to the barn
I held the lantern,
we leaned over it
as if it were being born.

The sheep hangs upside down from the rope,
a long fruit covered with wool and rotting.
It waits for the dead wagon
to harvest it.

Mournful November
this is the image
you invent for me,
the dead sheep came out of your head, a legacy:

Kill what you can鈥檛 save
what you can鈥檛 eat throw out
what you can鈥檛 throw out bury

What you can鈥檛 bury give away
what you can鈥檛 give away you must carry with you,
it is always heavier than you thought.”
― Margaret Atwood, You are Happy

“It goes without saying that even those of us who are going to hell will get eternal life鈥攊f that territory really exists outside religious books and the minds of believers, that is. Having said that, given the choice, instead of being grilled until hell freezes over, the average sane human being would, needless to say, rather spend forever idling in an extremely fertile garden, next to a lamb or a chicken or a parrot, which they do not secretly want to eat, and a lion or a tiger or a crocodile, which does not secretly want to eat them.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

“The sweet-smelling aroma of the island spices still hung in the air. It filled his nostrils and titillated his appetite all over again. His appetite drove him mad for something much more than food.”
― Luke A.M. Brown, The Non-Silence of the Lamb: Contemporary Version

“What do you want to be when you grow up," asked the goat her ambitious lamb.
" A wolf," answered the lamb.”
― Ljupka Cvetanova, The New Land

“When you heed only your lion, you will find yourself overextended and exhausted. When you take notice only of your lamb, you will easily become a victim of your need for other people鈥檚 attention.”
― Henri J.M. Nouwen, The Inner Voice of Love: A Journey Through Anguish to Freedom

“She had never eaten food like this before. No: she had never eaten before. It was as if these flavors had always existed, had always been there in her imagination, but now she was tasting them properly for the very first time. Each course was more intense than the last. The spaghetti was coated in a thick sauce of meat, tomatoes, and wine, rich, pungent, and sticky. The lamb, by contrast, was pink and sweet, so tender it seemed to dissolve in her mouth. It was served without vegetables, but afterward Tommaso brought the first of the contorni to the table: a whole artichoke, slathered in warm olive oil and lemon juice and sprinkled with chopped mint. Laura licked every drop of oil off her fingers, amazed by the depth of the flavor.”
― Anthony Capella, The Food of Love

“A lamb among wolves!”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Blameless Lamb, holy LORD.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Who can walk in the shoes of the sacrifice of the Lamb,the Lord Jesus Christ?”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“The Lord Jesus Christ is a blameless Lamb.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“The Lord Jesus Christ is the holy Lamb.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“I put some flour, salt, and spices in a freezer bag and then put the pieces of lamb in and then went shake-shake-shake. The lamb was nicely covered with the flour. I browned the lamb and then put it aside.
Then I fried some onion with cinnamon, cloves, and cardamom, added some tomatoes and then the lamb, and cooked until the lamb was all flaky. I mixed chopped lettuce, pieces of avocado, and pomegranate seeds, along with a little bit of lemon juice.
I cut the pita bread open, put the lamb curry in, and then the lettuce-avocado mixture. All done!”
― Amulya Malladi, Serving Crazy with Curry

“It helped that I was working with a pretty awesome recipe. Baba had this way of drawing out the tender in his meat, marinating and using delicate pinches of spice that he dusted gently over the hills and valleys of slices and rolled balls and rural-hewed chunks destined for gyros or meat trays or to be garnished with salad within a deliciously sloppy naan sandwich.”
― Karuna Riazi, Hungry Hearts: 13 Tales of Food & Love

“Heavens, imagine what a lost lamb I would be without a strong young man guiding me," I muttered.

"I always pictured you as more of a kid goat," Blackwood said. "Always butting heads.”
― Jessica Cluess , A Poison Dark and Drowning

“How about lamb? I hadn't done anything with lamb yet, which was surprising, because it was one of my favorite meats. Lamb it is, then.
Being in a restaurant kitchen and having to get dish after dish out, I probably didn't want to spend a lot of time pan-searing lamb to order. Too easy to get stuck in the weeds. So what if I braised it? In red wine, the way Grandma Ruth used to, and with spices like cinnamon and coriander and ginger, the way... well, not the way my grandma used to, but the way Sephardic Jews---whose ancestors had lived in Spain and North Africa during the Diaspora---did? Sephardic Jews also liked to pair meat with fruits. Dried fruits like apricots and prunes would be meltingly delicious cooked in the wine with the lamb; my mouth was watering just thinking about it. It would need some spiced couscous to soak up all those delicious juices, and maybe something salty. I had sweet, sour, umami, and bitter, so maybe something salty. Something pickled? Pickled cherries could make the whole dish pop.”
― Amanda Elliot, Sadie on a Plate

“I'd be little more than a lamb in a kingdom of wolves.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“If you are done staring like a moonstruck lamb, Rand al'Thor," Nynaeve said, "perhaps you can tell me why you were talking about something even you three great bull calves ought to have sense enough to keep out of your mouths.”
― Robert Jordan, The Eye of the World

“She hovered beside Kirsty and dropped a kiss on her cheek. Fluffy nuzzled against her human friend, too. Then they did the same to Rachel.
鈥淭hank you both for helping me find Fluffy,鈥� Elodie said. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e wonderful.”
― Daisy Meadows, Elodie the Lamb Fairy

“Violeta put her head down in her humble way. "I'm certainly able to bray loudly, Bart, dear. But that would attract a lot of attention. I don't like to do that because it is not always a good thing. Besides, braying loudly wastes energy. I don't want to do that unless it's for something very important."
Bart thought that made a lot of sense. The silly goats were always making noises over the littlest things. "Oh, we're being let out now? Buh-uh-uh! Oh, there's a butterfly! Buh-uh-uh!" The lambs and the ewes were only slightly better.
You're right, Violeta. From now on I'm not going to make noise without a good reason, either," said Bart.”
― Laurel Guillen, A Bellwether Christmas

“I imagine that a minority of people were born to be active participants, while a majority were meant to be passive observers.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Stamerenophobia