Honesty is the rarest wealth anyone can possess and yet all the honesty in the world ain't lawful tender for a loaf of bread.

For globalization to work for America it must work for working people. We should measure the success of our economy by the breadth of our middle class and the scope of opportunity offered to the poorest child to climb into that middle class.

If a weakly mortal is to do anything in the world besides eat the bread thereof there must be a determined subordination of the whole nature to the one aim no trifling with time which is passing with strength which is only too limited.

The American people are sheep. They're comfortable rich working. It's like the Romans they're happy with bread and their spectator sports. The Super Bowl means more to them than any right.

Man lives for science as well as bread.

To be sensual I think is to respect and rejoice in the force of life of life itself and to be present in all that one does from the effort of loving to the making of bread.

Someone once told me that religion is like a knife: You can stab someone with it or you can slice bread with it.

We must seek the loving-kindness of God in all the breadth and open-air of common life.

I was always interested in French poetry sort of as a sideline to my own work I was translating contemporary French poets. That kind of spilled out into translation as a way to earn money pay for food and put bread on the table.

Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.

Therefore I feel that the aforementioned guiding principle must be modified to read: If you desire peace cultivate justice but at the same time cultivate the fields to produce more bread otherwise there will be no peace.

Let there be work bread water and salt for all.

Music I heard with you was more than music and bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you all is desolate all that was once so beautiful is dead.

I came into music just because I wanted the bread. It's true. I looked around and this seemed like the only way I was going to get the kind of bread I wanted.

The money I pay for my cultural experiences came willingly from my own pocket - they were not the result of bread being removed from the mouths of the poor so that Miss Thing here could mince off to the circus smelling of roses.

I like my name. My mom named me after a song by the 1970s group Bread. So it's meaningful and I like the song. It's a love song - kind of - but it's kind of depressing and dark.

I am a single mom and I'm the breadwinner and I have to work and I have to do these things and that's just the way it is. I don't think my son even knows any different.

My mom insisted on multigrain bread and never allowed soda in the house.

My mom used to make everything. She had a great garden and composted and made everything from scratch - peanut butter bread jelly everything. I don't know how she did it because all those things take time and love and labour. I only do half the stuff she does - but there's still time.

The man in our society is the breadwinner the woman has enough to do as the homemaker wife and mother.

I guess I was a mom so late in life my daughter was the greatest thing since sliced bread.

Space and light and order. Those are the things that men need just as much as they need bread or a place to sleep.

Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.