Mangia Quotes & Sayings

They're like chocolate-chip cookies, though. Can't have just one. — Steve Berry

I ought to have lived in the eighteen hundreds,' he said himself. 'What I want is a patron. I should have published my poems by subscription and dedicated them to a nobleman. I long to compose rhymed couplets upon the poodle of a countess. My soul yearns for the love of chambermaids and the conversation of bishops. — W. Somerset Maugham

I hope to be remembered as a very good jockey. — Chantal Sutherland

Behind all sorrows in the world Klepp saw a ravenous hunger; all human suffering, he believed, could be cured with a portion of blood sausage. What quantities of fresh blood sausage with rings of onion, washed down with beer, Oskar consumed in order to make his friend think his sorrow's name was hunger and not Sister Dorothy. — Gunter Grass

We're trying to get good pictures. Don't worry very much about what I say. — Bob Dole

I'm getting all domesticated. I feel like Susie the homemaker. — Gin Wigmore

They can cut all the flowers, but they can't stop the spring ... — Pablo Neruda

A man's accomplishments in life are the cumulative effect of his attention to detail. — John Foster Dulles

The creditors are proving impossible to deal with and short of a sudden appearance on the scene of wealthy art patrons, we are going to be turned out of this dear little house where I led a simple life and was able to work so well. I do not know what will become of us ... — Claude Monet

But on the other hand, I talked to a woman who was a working woman, and it was actually great for her, because she had her husband one week of the month and the other three weeks, while he was with his other wives, she got to pursue what she wanted to do. — Jeanne Tripplehorn

My goodness carina mia, you are so thin. You do not eat enough. Mangia, mangia, mangia! [Alicia's Italian mother's view of her daughter.] — Celia Conrad

Genius is not a gift, but the way a person invents in desperate circumstances. — Jean-Paul Sartre

We always ate with gusto...It would have offended the cook if we had nibbled or picked...Our mothers and zie [aunties] didn't inquire as to the states of our bellies; they just put the food on our plates.

'You only ask sick people if they're hungry,' my mother said. 'Everyone else must eat, eat!'

But when Italians say 'Mangia! Mangia!' they're not just talking about food. They're trying to get you to stay with them, to sit by them at the table for as long as possible. The meals that my family ate together- the many courses, the time in between at the table or on the mountain by the sea, the hours spent talking loudly and passionately and unyieldingly and laughing hysterically the way Neapolitans do- were designed to prolong our time together; the food was, of course, meant to nourish us, but it was also meant to satisfy, in some deeper way, our endless hunger for one another. — Sergio Esposito