A Quote by Roland Barthes

To eat steak rare . . . represents both a nature and a morality. — © Roland Barthes
To eat steak rare . . . represents both a nature and a morality.
To eat steak rare... represents both a nature and a morality.
Happiness is having a rare steak, a bottle of whiskey, and a dog to eat the rare steak.
Steak and sex, my favorite pair. I get them both very rare.
My biggest weakness is steak. I have to be careful not to eat too much of it these days - but I do love it done medium rare, with peppercorn sauce.
I know I can eat a lot. Normally, at home, I finish my steak, eat the rest of my fiancee's steak, and think about eating the two that are still left on the grill. I just can't stop eating.
I eat a lot of protein - steak in the morning, steak in the afternoon, fish, chicken.
America is essentially an entrepreneurial culture: the sizzle is the steak, because, after all, if you buy the sizzle, the steak comes with it. Canada's, in contrast, is a primary-producing culture: we'll buy the steak and hope to get a little sizzle with it. But we know we can't eat sizzle.
A proposition of geometry does not compete with life; and a proposition of geometry is a fair and luminous parallel for a work of art. Both are reasonable, both untrue to the crude fact; both inhere in nature, neither represents it.
Most people are like, 'Oh, you shouldn't eat steak. It's so heavy.' But I love steak the day before a meet. Or the day of. I try to get that red meat in, some extra energy.
I can eat beef, provided it's minced in disguise. I couldn't eat a gammon steak. Forget it.
Morality, it could be argued, represents the way that people would like the world to work, wheareas economics represents how it actually does work.
I find that the people who don't eat as much candy are really into heavy protein, like steak. I don't eat that.
When you cannot have steak, either you eat egg or you don't eat. So, in the end, you eat egg and you enjoy it.
I don't eat steak often, maybe once a month. But when I do, it really hits the spot. When you're done with your steak and your mashed potatoes and your green beans, you really know you've had dinner.
... most bereaved souls crave nourishment more tangible than prayers: they want a steak. What is more, they need a steak. Preferably they need it rare, grilled, heavily salted, for that way it is most easily digested, and most quickly turned into the glandular whip their tired adrenals cry for.
I used to be really fussy, I just used to eat chicken or steak. I didn't really eat fish, but I eat a lot of it now.
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