Hunger is sharper than the sword.

Hunger is sharper than the sword.

At the working man's house hunger looks in but dares not enter.

At the working man's house hunger looks in but dares not enter.

Bid the hungry Greek go to heaven, he will go.
[Lat., Graeculus esuriens in coelum, jusseris, ibit.]

Bid the hungry Greek go to heaven, he will go.
[Lat., Graeculus esuriens in coelum, jusseris, ibit.]

I suspect that hunger was my mother.
[Lat., Famem fuisse suspicor matrem mihi.]

I suspect that hunger was my mother.
[Lat., Famem fuisse suspicor matrem mihi.]

Our lives are to be used and thus to be lived as fully as possible, and truly it seems that read more

Our lives are to be used and thus to be lived as fully as possible, and truly it seems that we are never so alive as when we concern ourselves with other people.

With this there grows
In my most ill-compos'd affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I King,
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With this there grows
In my most ill-compos'd affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I King,
I should cut off the nobles for their lands,
Desire his jewels, and this other's house,
And my more-having would be as a sauce
To make me hunger more, that I should forge
Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal,
Destroying them for wealth.

Cruel as death, and hungry at the grave.

Cruel as death, and hungry at the grave.

The belly is the teacher of art and the bestower of genius.
[Lat., Magister artis ingeniique largitor venter.]

The belly is the teacher of art and the bestower of genius.
[Lat., Magister artis ingeniique largitor venter.]

They said they were anhungry; sighed forth proverbs--
That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
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They said they were anhungry; sighed forth proverbs--
That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
That meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not
Corn for the rich men only. With these shreds
They vented their complainings, which being answered
And a petition granted them, a strange one,
To break the heart of generosity,
And make bold power look pale, they threw their caps
As they would hang them on the horns o' th' moon,
Shouting their emulation.