I don't think you'll ever get enough picking.
This could be our revolution: to love what is plentiful as much as what's scarce.
I love the word 'dearth,' by the way. It's one of my favorite words.
The whole world turned into an all-you-can-eat buffet.
A table full of welcome makes scarce one dainty dish.
After months of want and hunger, we suddenly found ourselves able to have meals fit for the gods, and with appetites the gods might have envied.
Be rather bountiful, than expensive.
We have a ridiculous amount of material.
The beautiful is never plentiful.
