When the stomach is full, it is easy to talk of fasting.

‘Tis a superstition to insist on a special diet. All is made at last of the same chemical atoms.

No lyric poems live long or please many people which are written by drinkers of water.

I cannot but bless the memory of Julius Caesar, for the great esteem he expressed for fat men and his aversion to lean ones.

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

One of the important requirements for learning how to cook is that you also learn how to eat.

Thought depends absolutely on the stomach, but in spite of that, those who have the best stomachs are not the best thinkers.

At a dinner party one should eat wisely but not too well, and talk well but not too wisely.

The proof of the pudding is in the eating.

’Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.

It is not from the benevolence of the butcher, the brewer, or the baker that we expect our dinner, but from their regard for their own interest.

To safeguard one’s health at the cost of too strict a diet is a tiresome illness indeed.

Is it only the mouth and belly which are injured by hunger and thirst? Men’s minds are also injured by them.