su naturaleza es tan malvada y cruel, que nunca satisface su hambrienta voluntad, y tras comer tiene más hambre que antes.

This beast, at which thou criest out,
Suffers not any one to pass her way
But so doth harass him, that she destroys him;

And has a nature so malign and ruthless
That never doth she glut her greedy will,
And after food is hungrier than before.

But she makes hungry
Where she most satisfies...

Vengeance is like a fire. The more it devours, the hungrier it gets.

I am a woman searching for her savagery
even if it’s doomed

Nothing,” she said, “upsets me more than being hungry; I snarl and snap and burst into tears.

It makes utter sense to stay healthy and strong, to be as nourishing to the body as possible. Yet I would have to agree, there is in many women a 'hungry' one inside. But rather than hungry to be a certain size, shape, or height, rather than hungry to fit the stereotype; women are hungry for basic regard from the culture surrounding them. The 'hungry' one inside is longing to be treated respectfully, to be accepted and in the very least, to be met without stereotyping.

She had appetites in plenty: she spent all her strength in repressing them and she underwent this denial in anger.

I think that a fierce woman's better, a woman
That breaks away when you have thought her won,
For I'd be fed and hungry at one time.

She never forgets a slight, real or imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.

If you are greedy, what is inside you is what makes you always hungry.

In revenge and in love woman is more barbaric than man is.

Such a person does not cease longing after insatiable appetites, struggling in the darkness without satisfaction. This tortures him and makes the fire grow upon him all the more.

There is no cruelty greater than a woman's to a man who loves her and whom she does not love; she has no kindness then, no tolerance even, she has only an insane irritation.