140 Quotes About Meat

[Option 3 for the fat man] Or he can get tough and stick to a big fat steak and a half cup of black coffee three times a day... In doing this he will be somewhat in the class of a pioneer, and a pioneer always meets with suspicion. No matter how well he does, he need not expect the approval of his neighbors. Any disaster that may overtake him, even to the extent of ground moles getting in his lawn, will be blamed on his “red meat” diet...

Footjob…. Feetjob in overall point of view it should be meatjob. After all if you remove the hair… if there is such… then remove the skin….. look it's fucking meat.

Uncle Jeff insisted that I also take a tray of unseasoned barbecue, so I could see for myself that what's going on here at the Skylight Inn does not in any way, shape, or form depend for it's flavor or quality on "sauce." That is a word he pronounces with an upturned lip and a slight sneer, suggesting that the use of barbecue sauce was at best a culinary crutch deserving of pity and at worst a moral failing.

Jīvaka, I say that there are three instances in which meat should not be eaten: when it is seen, heard, or suspected [that the living being has been slaughtered for oneself]. I say that meat should not be eaten in these three instances. I say that there are three instances in which meat may be eaten: when it is not seen, not heard, and not suspected [that the living being has been slaughtered for oneself]. I say that meat may be eaten in these three instances.

The Chinese food arrives. Delicious saliva fills his mouth. He really hasn't had any since Texas. He loves this food that contains no disgusting proofs of slain animals, a bloody slab of cow haunch, a hen's sinewy skeleton; these ghosts have been minced and destroyed and painlessly merged with the shapes of insensate vegetables, plump green bodies that invite his appetite's innocent gusto. Candy.

These folk are hewers of trees and hunters of beasts; therefore we are their unfriends, and if they will not depart we shall afflict them in all ways that we can.

The baloney weighed the raven down, and the shopkeeper almost caught him as he whisked out the delicatessen door.

There is general agreement that red meat consumption increases the risk of colon or colorectal cancer. This was the only food association with cancer that was labeled ‘‘convincing’’ in the recent report from the World Cancer Research Fund, American Institute for Cancer Research (42). The evidence, of course, largely came from studies of meat consumption in nonvegetarians, although data from Adventist vegetarians in California concur (43).

I know what death smells like. Death smells like gasoline, singed hair and fingernails.It smells like cooking meat. My meat.