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

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

Most vegetarians I ever saw looked enough like their food to be classed as cannibals.

Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea? How did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.

Bad men live that they may eat and drink, whereas good men eat and drink that they may live.

To eat is to appropriate by destruction.

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

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.

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

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

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

Feasts must be solemn and rare, or else they cease to be feasts. 

For, say they, when cruising in an empty ship, if you can get nothing better out of the world, get a good dinner out of it, at least.