There are people who have an appetite for grief; pleasure is not strong enough and they crave pain. They have mithridatic stomachs which must be fed on poisoned bread, natures so doomed that no prosperity can sooth their ragged and dishevelled desolation. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sorrow hides behind all your pleasures; you are gluttonous rats which it attracts with a bit of savory bacon. – Claude Tillier (1801–1844), My Uncle Benjamin: A Humorous, Satirical, and
Nobody is starving on the streets. Weve always taken care of them. We take care of our own we always have. It is not the governments responsibility. – Benjamin Carson
