Standing in the kitchen when you’re hungry is torture. That’s why I moved my fridge to my dungeon, where I keep the prisoners.

Try to be free: you will die of hunger.

Those who will not work deserve to starve.

Quien hace un paraíso de un pan, de su hambre hace un infierno.

Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.

4657. The more Cooks, the worse Broth.

Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.

To eat bread without hope is still slowly to starve to death.

For a man will not have strength to fight his way forward all day
long until the sun goes down if he is starved for food.

We are the first nation to starve to death in a storehouse that's overfilled with everything we want.

Many a young fellow has found himself in a similar predicament, but I doubt whether anyone ever became so desperately hungry as I did on that day. I recollect that, having rashly eaten up my sausage before eight o'clock, I felt a sinking towards twelve; it was aggravated by the savoury smell of roast meat which steamed from the cookshops and dining-rooms as I walked along the streets. About one o'clock I gazed with malignant envy on the happy clerks who could go in and order platefuls of the roast and boiled which smoked in the windows, and threw a perfume more delicious than the sweetest strains of music into the streets where I lingered and looked. And at two I observed the diners come out again, walking more slowly, but with an upright and satisfied air, while I -- the sinking had been succeeded by a dull gnawing pain -- was slowly doubling up. At half-past two I felt as if I could bear it no longer. I had been walking about, trying different offices for a clerkship. I might as well have asked for a partnership. But I could walk no more.

Altars are trimmed, and the poor suffer the bitter pangs of hunger.

Honesty is admired, and starves.

Too many cooks spoil the broth.