But bread is different. I come from Czechoslovakia, where we eat lots of it, so it's hard to say no. I can't even have one piece, because when I start, I don't stop.
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Well, I mean, bread, I mean, I've got to have bread too to live.
We eat food all the time and don't really understand what goes into something like bread.
I could live on fresh bread. My parents, who are Polish, have brought us up on varieties of bread from European bakeries, and I love rye, caraway seed, dark rye... throw in some butter and cheese, and I'm set.
The question of bread for myself is a material question, but the question of bread for my neighbor is a spiritual question.
The art of bread making can become a consuming hobby, and no matter how often and how many kinds of bread one has made, there always seems to be something new to learn.
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.
Bread for myself is a material question. Bread for my neighbor is a spiritual one.
The bread while becoming by virtue of Christ's words the body of Christ does not cease to be bread.
Believe me, nobody likes to loaf more than me.
I love all kinds of bread. Whenever I crave junk food, I want salty things like peanuts or potato chips.
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