Quotes About Feast

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George R.R. Martin
“Jon:'What are you doing up there? Why aren't you at the feast?'
Tyrion: 'Too hot, too noisy, and I'd drunk too much wine', the dwarf told him. 'I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“We were talking about the prince,' Sansa said, her voice soft as a kiss.
Arya knew which prince she meant: Joffrey, of course. The tall, handsome one. Sansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

Kamand Kojouri
“Come, friends.
Come with your grief.
Come with your loss.
Carry all the pieces of your heart
and come sit with us.
Bring your disappointments
and your failures.
Bring your betrayals
and your masks.
We welcome you no matter
where you come from
and what you bring.
Come and join us
at the intersection of
acceptance and forgiveness
where you will find our
house of love.
Bring your empty cups
and we will have a feast.”
Kamand Kojouri

Ann Brashares
“Those were the people who made her something, and without them she was different. She'd held on to them and to that old self tenaciously, though. She clung to it, celebrated it, worshipped it even, instead of constructing a new grown-up life for herself. For years she'd been eating the cold crumbs left over from a great feast, living on them as though they could last her forever.”
Ann Brashares, Sisterhood Everlasting

Lori R. Lopez
“My books are a word feast.”
Lori R. Lopez

Brian Jacques
“Food to eat and games to play.
Tell me why, tell me why.
Serve it out and eat it up.
Have a try, have a try.”
Brian Jacques

Simon Holt
“They lurk in the cold and dark.Hungry and,wicked,they wait for their one chance to devour the weak on Sorry Night.Then the vours feast on a banquet of fear.Your fear.They steal your soul but your body remains.No one knows the difference.”
Simon Holt, The Devouring

Mervyn Peake
“Take him away. Prepare a feast. Forget nothing. My crown: the golden cutlery. The poison bottles; and the fumes; the wreaths of ivy and the bloody joints; the chains; the bowl of nettles; the spices; the baskets of fresh grass; the skulls and spines; the ribs and shoulder-blades. Forget nothing or, by the blindness of my sockets, I will have your hearts out. Take him away...”
Mervyn Peake, Boy in Darkness and Other Stories

Mikhail Bakhtin
“The principle of laughter and the carnival spirit on which the grotesque is based destroys this limited seriousness and all pretense of an extratemporal meaning and unconditional value of necessity. It frees human consciousness, thought, and imagination for new potentialities. For this reason, great changes, even in the field of science, are always preceded by a certain carnival consciousness that prepares the way.”
Mikhail Bakhtin

Criss Jami
“A god who gave us everything we wanted would be the most malevolent god of all. With an infantile curiosity, we insist on tasting the cockroach on the floor while our father is preparing a magnificent feast for us.”
Criss Jami, Killosophy

Brian  McClellan
“The people are hungry,” Mihali said. He lifted his hands, spreading them to encompass the city. “The people need to be fed. They need bread and wine and soup and meat. But not just that. They need friendship.” He pointed to a minor noble, some viscount decked out in his finest foppish frills, who poured a bottle of St. Adom’s Festival wine into the cups of a half-dozen street urchins.
“They need companionship,” Mihali said. “They need love and brotherhood.” He turned to Tamas. He reached out with one hand, putting a palm to Tamas’s cheek. Instinct told Tamas to step back. He found that he couldn’t.
“You gorged them on the blood of the nobility,” Mihali said gently. “They drank, but were not filled. They ate of hatred and grew hungrier.” He took a deep breath. “Your intentions were… well, not pure, but just. Justice is never enough.” He let go of Tamas and turned to the square. “I will put things right,” he said. He puffed out his chest and spread his arms. “I will feed all of Adro. It is what they need.”
Brian McClellan, Promise of Blood

Kamand Kojouri
“This is a day of celebration!
Today, we are divorcing the past
and marrying the present.
and you will find God
in every room.
Today, we are divorcing resentment
and marrying forgiveness.
and God will find you
in every tune.
Today, we are divorcing indifference
and marrying love.
Drink, and play that tambourine
against your thighs.
We have so much celebrating to do!”
Kamand Kojouri

William Shakespeare
“Come, come, be every one officious
To make this banquet; which I wish may prove
More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast.”
William Shakespeare

Sarah Micklem
“The master and mistress of the house and the rest of the Blood -even the Crux himself- brought our food, poured the wine, did our bidding. The centerpiece was a roasted stag. crowned with gilded antlers and stuffed with songbirds; they had hunted well. We were forbidden to kill the deer that fattened on our coleworts and stole our grain, and the venison tasted all the better for the salt of revenge.”
Sarah Micklem, Firethorn

Raymond E. Feist
“Bountiful was the table of your grandsire, for there is still fat at the root of my heart from the feasts he gave in my honour.”
Raymond E. Feist, Honored Enemy

Rin Chupeco
“Dinner that night is a feast of flavor. To celebrate the successful exorcism, Kagura has cooked several more dishes than the shrine's usual, simple fare- fragrant onigiri, balls of rice soaked in green tea, with umeboshi- salty and pickled plums- as filling. There is eggplant simmered in clear soup, green beans in sesame sause, and burdock in sweet-and-sour dressing. The mood is festive.”
Rin Chupeco, The Girl from the Well

Petter Dass
“Kam-Kager og allehaande krusede Brød,
Og store Træskaaler med Hamborger Miød,
Vore Qvinder de giorde dem tomme.”
Petter Dass, The Trumpet of Nordland

Petter Dass
“Thi Gurru hun svarede Halvor en Pæl,
Tak have den Dan-Qvind' som giorde saa vel,
Og icke goed Tilbud forsmaade;
Ey heller var Anfri og Malfri saa svag,
De begge med Flasken jo droges et Drag,
Saa meget de stakler formaade.”
Petter Dass, The Trumpet of Nordland

Jo Victor
“That was her last rational thought. She gave herself up to Cam completely, feasting on her. She couldn't get enough of her.”
Jo Victor, Romance by the Book

Obehi Peter Ewanfoh
“The feast was seen everywhere and in everything. Some women in semi-dresses were busy doing many things at once. Domestic animals were crying their last, with knives on their throats. They too were celebrating the feast in their own ways.Pg.93”
Obehi Peter Ewanfoh, Still Owing Me Goodbye

Lailah Gifty Akita
“Feast is fun.”
Lailah Gifty Akita

Lailah Gifty Akita
“Party is pleasure.”
Lailah Gifty Akita

Lailah Gifty Akita
“Life is neither a feast nor a fun. But a fast.”
Lailah Gifty Akita

Susan Wiggs
“They each took a plate and helped themselves to a feast that looked as if it had been prepared for a magazine layout. There was a salad sprinkled with fresh flowers- Isabel said they were baby pansies, nasturtium and angelica. The spread included plates of artisan cheeses and raw and grilled vegetables, big chafing dishes of fragrant casseroles, berries and apples with a variety of sauces, an array of local wines and water from Calistoga. The abundance was almost overwhelming to Tess.”
Susan Wiggs, The Apple Orchard

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