“[The masses] ... must turn their hopes toward a miracle. In the depths of their despair reason cannot be believed, truth must be false, and lies must be truth. "Higher bread prices," "lower bread prices," "unchanged bread prices" have all failed. The only hope lies in a kind of bread price which is none of these, which nobody has ever seen before, and which belies the evidence of one's reason.” KindReasonLyingTurnsHigherDespairMassEvidenceMiracleDepthBread Book:The End of Economic Man: The Origins of Totalitarianism Source: The End of Economic Man: The Origins of Totalitarianism
“The true clerc is Vauvenargues, Lamarck, Fresnel, Spinoza, Schiller, Baudelaire, César Franck, who were never diverted from single-hearted adoration of the beautiful and the divine by the necessity of earning their daily bread. But such clercs are inevitably rare. The rule is that the living creature condemned to struggle for life turns to practical passions, and thence to the sanctifying of those passions.” BeautifulTurnsPassionStruggleDivineCreaturesPracticalsBreadEarningHeartedAdorationLiving CreaturesDaily BreadSpinozaBaudelaireSars Author:Julien Benda
“Cursed be all those on land and sea who eat their fill, cursed be all those who starve yet raise no hand in protest, cursed be all the bread, the wine, the meat which day by day descends deep in the entrails of the exploited man and turns not into freedom's cry, the murderer's ruthless knife!” MenHandsTurnsSeaLandCryRaisesWineBreadMeatProtestKnivesMurdererRuthlessCursedLand And Sea Author:Nikos Kazantzakis
“No dish changes quite so much from season to season as soup. Summer's soups come chilled, in pastel colors strewn with herbs. If hot they are sheer insubstantial broths afloat with seafood. In winter they turn steaming and thick to serve with slabs of rustic, crusty bread.” IfsTurnsFoodColorSummerSeasonsHotCookingWinterBreadCulinaryThickDishesSheerSoupHerbsSeafoodRusticChilledPastelSlabs Author:Florence Fabricant
“There are stages in bread-making quite similar to the stages of writing. You begin with something shapeless, which sticks to your fingers, a kind of paste. Gradually that paste becomes more and more firm. Then there comes a point when it turns rubbery. Finally, you sense that the yeast has begun to do its work: the dough is alive. Then all you have to do is let it rest. But in the case of a book the work may take ten years.” WritingYearsKindMayBookTurnsCasesAliveStageTenSticksFingersBreadFirmDoughYeast Author:Marguerite Yourcenar