“When you eat, I want you to think of God, of the holiness of hands that feed us, of the provision we are given every time we eat. When you eat bread and you drink wine, I want you to think about the body and the blood every time, not just when the bread and wine show up in church, but when they show up anywhere- on a picnic table or a hardwood floor or a beach.” ThinkingWantShowsBodyHandsGivenChurchBloodDrinkTablesWineBreadBeachHolinessI Want YouProvisionPicnicsBread And WineHardwood Author:Shauna Niequist
“It does not appear, nor is there any reason to believe that [ Jeff Sessions] will put policing reform front and center in the way that this justice department has, and that will mean that we cast aside eight years of hard work, blood, sweat and tears that have gone into bringing cities and mayors and communities to the table to address what truly is a national crisis.” WayYearsBelieveMeanDoeHardReasonCommunityJusticeCitiesGoneBloodFrontsTearsHard WorkCrisisTablesCastsEightReformDepartmentAddressesSweatSessionMayorsSweat And TearsBlood Sweat And Tears Author:Al Sharpton
“Someone has to really like you to go out there and physically get your CD. Shout out to everybody who actually paid for the CD. A lot of people don't realize that's how we live, that's our job. When we people take music from us, that's just like taking food off of our table and it's not cool. It's a lot of blood, sweat and tears that goes into the music and those lyrics. To have people just go and steal it, it doesn't feel well.” PeopleFeelsWellsJobsRealizingBloodTearsLike YouPaidTablesStealingSweatCdsSweat And TearsShout OutBlood Sweat And TearsReally Like You Author:Ginuwine
“He is life's liberating force. He is release of limbs and communion through dance. He is laughter, and music in flutes. He is repose from all cares -- he is sleep! When his blood bursts from the grape and flows across tables laid in his honor to fuse with our blood, he gently, gradually, wraps us in shadows of ivy-cool sleep.” CareForceSleepBloodHonorLaughterShadowFlowTablesReleaseCommunionLimbsLiberatingWrapsGrapesReposeIvyFlutesFuse Author:Euripides
“So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself for their sakes? Food was pleasant; the sun hot; and this killing oneself, how does one set about it, with a table knife, uglily, with floods of blood, - by sucking a gaspipe? He was too weak; he could scarcely raise his hand. Besides, now that he was quite alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know.” KnowsWorldShouldDoeWholeHandsDiesSunBloodWeakHotRaisesTablesKillingSakeOneselfWhole WorldLuxuryPleasantIsolationKnivesFloodDesertedKilling YourselfSublimity Book:Mrs. Dalloway - Broadview Edition Source: Mrs. Dalloway - Broadview Edition