Hunger reduces one to an utterly spineless, brainless condition, more like the after-effects of influenza than anything else. It is as though all one's blood had been pumped out and lukewarm water substituted.
George Orwellit was only a hopeless fantasy, it passed like an april day, but a look and a word and the dreams they stirred they have stolen my heart away.
George OrwellNever, for any reason on earth, could you wish for an increase in pain. Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop.
George Orwell