su naturaleza es tan malvada y cruel, que nunca satisface su hambrienta voluntad, y tras comer tiene más hambre que antes.

This beast, at which thou criest out,
Suffers not any one to pass her way
But so doth harass him, that she destroys him;

And has a nature so malign and ruthless
That never doth she glut her greedy will,
And after food is hungrier than before.

But she makes hungry
Where she most satisfies...

Mother, I am ravenous. Mother it is not what they said, they did not tell us the truth, they did not even say that it would look like the underbelly of a skinned mammal. That it would be like the inside of a lip. It is the scrape of his teeth on the soft of my arm and how I moaned for days. It is greedy and hungry. I am always hungry. I am always a stomach full of teeth and need. Need, god, I need. Once in the morning and once in the afternoon, sometimes in between. Sometimes I am not a girl, but a slice of desire. Mother, if desperation were human, she would wear my eyes. She would hold my hands. She would take me by the neck and fill me until I was boneless. Later she would write in her diary, today I destroyed a girl and it tasted like wine.

Vengeance is like a fire. The more it devours, the hungrier it gets.

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight...
She likes a crap game, but never come late...
She'd never bother with people she hates...
That's why the lady is a tramp.

I am a woman searching for her savagery
even if it’s doomed

Nothing,” she said, “upsets me more than being hungry; I snarl and snap and burst into tears.

The most violent appetites in all creatures are lust and hunger: the first is a perpetual call upon them to propogate their kind; the latter to preserve themselves.

She might be violent.

It makes utter sense to stay healthy and strong, to be as nourishing to the body as possible. Yet I would have to agree, there is in many women a 'hungry' one inside. But rather than hungry to be a certain size, shape, or height, rather than hungry to fit the stereotype; women are hungry for basic regard from the culture surrounding them. The 'hungry' one inside is longing to be treated respectfully, to be accepted and in the very least, to be met without stereotyping.

Lean, hungry, savage anti-everythings.

Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave.

Hunger for vengeance poisoned the soul.