Sex and sleep alone make me conscious that I am mortal.
Kings and philosophers defecate, and so do ladies.
The whole nature of man presupposes woman, both physically and spiritually. His system is tuned into woman from the start, just as it is prepared for a quite definite world where there is water, light, air, salt, carbohydrates etc.
Women are not a doormat. We are equivalent to men. It is just that we have different bodies and different biological needs.
There is nothing in the world that we do as much as we do eating
We all eat two to six times a day. Why? Because we are supposed to, we are programmed to, we want to.
Man is born to eat.
Well, all life forms are dependent upon water.
It is a difficult matter to argue with the belly since it has no ears.
The need to eat, sleep and dry out plays havoc with your sense of wonder.
If the most significant characteristic of man is the complex of biological needs he shares with all members of his species, then the best lives for the writer to observe are those in which the role of natural necessity is clearest, namely, the lives of the very poor.
The elephant needs a thousand times more food than the ant but that is not an indication of inequality.
All man's failures are either because of the religious denial of man's biological needs or the materialistic denial of man's spiritual desires.
Thought depends absolutely on the stomach, but in spite of that, those who have the best stomachs are not the best thinkers.
There's a huge question of whether you really need water for life.
The problem that we, as living organisms, face - and not we only, humans, but any living organism faces - is the management of life.
Nothing like the act of eating for equalizing men. Dying is nothing to it.
Only a people serving an apprenticeship to nature can be trusted with machines. Only such people will so contrive and control those machines that their products are an enhancement of biological needs, and not a denial of them.
Sometimes you have to rely on sex and bodily functions.
I do not know that any writer has supposed that on this earth man will ultimately be able to live without food.
For us to remain in this world, our animal brain has to be there to support us.
The Lord so constituted everybody that no matter what color you are you require the same amount of nourishment.
If we mammals don't get something to eat every day or two, our temperature drops, all our signs fall off, and we begin to starve. Living at biological red alert, it's not surprising how obsessed we are with food; I'm just amazed we don't pace and fret about it all the time.
Our appetites, of one or another kind, are excellent spurs to our reason, which might otherwise but feebly set about the great ends of preserving and continuing the species.
I'm a mammal at the end. I breathe out and breathe in and eat. At the end, when we go to sleep, nobody lives this political definition. It's something we connect by and we try to understand each other by, but at the end, we know that this is not who we are.
