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“Cooking and eating were growing to irritate her with their relentless necessity.”

— China Miéville

“She was like milk - too pale, too pure, too simple. She was made to be spoiled.”

— Sarah Waters

“She had to live. It is useless to quarrel with one's bread and butter. And to expect a great deal out of life is…

— D.H. Lawrence

“This, as they used to say, was the side on which her bread was buttered.”

— Ian McEwan

“Freya took a biscuit and dunked it in her coffee. Lady Priscilla winced. “That’s a disgusting habit. I suppose you picked it up in…

— Elizabeth Edmondson

“Flakes of buttery dough melted on her tongue, rained into the décolletage of her dress, and scattered like her thoughts the moment a hint…

— Maggie Wells

“He remembered that right after that, he had stolen a loaf of bread from a delicatessen counter and had taken it home and devoured…

— Patricia Highsmith

“for now, bread and mead call us, appetites whetted, to witness what I have been nursing, encased in iron, licked by flame, and tended…

— Kevin Hearne

“...she knew again that her humour had saved her only for larger destructions; that the mad and the murdered, the living, must learn to…

— Dow Mossman

“Remember that you're far back in the procession; remember that a whole army corps has laid siege to her, that she's been laid waste,…

— Henry Miller

“Her flesh was powdery and voluptuously weary, as if tenderized by all the different beds and arms in which she had lain. Her face…

— Dezső Kosztolányi

“Her wish for a harmonious, organized world denied her the reckless possibilities of wrongdoing. Mayhem and destruction were too chaotic for her tastes, and…

— Ian McEwan