Meat Quotes

“Fuck the wanking, pissing Bish and his poncy pissing Parsons.”
― Joseph D'Lacey, Meat

“Hhaah, Ssuuh. Your time comes. Surely it comes. May you go forward into your time with great dignity. May you hold your head up before the deft ones and welcome their shining points and blades. May your nightfall be complete before they take what you go to give. We who give, we who are certain to follow, salute you. On a far tomorrow we will see you with new eyes. We will see you in a land where pain is not even a memory, where what we go to give will not be asked for again. Hah, suh. Surely your time comes. Give what you have to give, give it freely. We who give salute you for we are certain to follow. Haah, suuh. For all our times come.”
― Joseph D'Lacey, Meat

“The Father sent his own children down to Earth so that we, his townsfolk, might eat. He made his children in his own image and laid down the commandments of the flesh so that we might be worthy of their sacrifice. Thus He commands us: ‘Thou shalt eat of the flesh of my children. My children are your cattle. Break their bodies as your daily bread, take their blood as your wine. By sharing daily in this bounty shall you be united with me. ‘Thou shalt keep my children silent by paring the reeds in their throats at the time of birth. Their silence is sacred and they must never speak the words of Heaven. ‘Thou shalt keep my children from mischief by taking two bones from each finger in their first week. ‘Thou shalt keep my children from wandering by taking the first two bones from the first toe of each foot in their second week. ‘Thou shalt keep my children hairless by baptising them in the fragrant font. ‘Thou shalt keep the mightiest male calves as bulls, that more strong children may be born. ‘Thou shalt keep all other male calves chaste by castrating them in their ninth year. ‘Thou shalt keep their mouths toothless. ‘Thou shalt keep a sacred stock of male calves away from light and unmoving. These shall be my tenderest gift to you. ‘Thou shalt drink the milk of the cows and from that milk make butter, yoghurt and cheese. ‘Thou shalt allow all my sick children to return to their father but while they are in your care, thou shalt keep them from harm. ‘I sacrifice my children for each of you that none shall ever be hungry. Their flesh is sacred. Thou shalt not dishonour me by wasting it. ‘My children are divine. Thou shalt not lie down with them, neither taint their flesh with thine own. ‘By eating of the sacred flesh of my children, may all mankind be one day sacred themselves and join me at my table.”
― Joseph D'Lacey, Meat