A Quote by Charles W. Chesnutt

There are sordid souls that eat and drink and breed and die, and imagine they have lived. — © Charles W. Chesnutt
There are sordid souls that eat and drink and breed and die, and imagine they have lived.
Death induces the sensual person to say: Let us eat and drink, because tomorrow we shall die - but this is sensuality's cowardly lust for life, that contemptible order of things where one lives in order to eat and drink instead of eating and drinking in order to live.
Eat, drink, and be merry for tomorrow we die.
Epicurus says that you should rather have regard to the company with whom you eat and drink, than to what you eat and drink.
We should look for someone to eat and drink with before looking for something to eat and drink.
Before you eat food or drink water, look at what you're about to eat or drink and feel love and gratitude. Make sure your conversations are positive when you are sitting down to a meal.
My business in life is to eat, drink, sleep, and die. Everything else is superfluity and I will have none of it.
...like the 75 billion souls who lived before him, each and every one a treasure, he, too, will die.
Sir, usually I do preach for souls, but my orphans cannot eat souls. And if they could, it would take four souls the size of yours to make a square meal for just one orphan!
Created in the awesome image of God, men and women know that life has a meaning beyond 'eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die.'
The best way to die is sit under a tree, eat lots of bologna and salami, drink a case of beer, then blow up.
Let us eat, drink and satisfy our coarse appetites, but let us keep our souls sacred and apart.
You have to eat right. That does not mean that I don't drink Cuban coffee. That does not mean that I do not have two cigarettes a day - that's what I'm down to. I drink wine - you know, I'm normal. But I do eat well.
And sure, I know if you eat this way you'll die. So? If you don't eat this way you're still going to die. Why not die happy?
Drop this mean and sordid and selfish devotion to the saving of your shabby little souls, and hunt up something to do that's got some dignity to it! Risk your souls! Risk them in good causes; then if you lose them, why should you care? Reform!
Jesus died as He had lived-praying, forgiving, loving, sacrificing, trusting, quoting Scripture. If I die as I have lived, how will I die?
I'd stay there, or not, and I'd eat, or not, and I'd drink, or not, and go home, or not, and what I did or didn't do wouldn't matter to anyone at all. And I walked for most of the day. Do people get sad on holiday sometimes? I can imagine they do, having all that time to think.
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