What is food to one is to others bitter poison.

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

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

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

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.

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

The proof of the pudding is in the eating.

We should look for someone to eat and drink with before looking for something to eat and drink, for dining alone is leading the life of a lion or wolf. 

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

A woman should never be seen eating or drinking unless it be lobster salad and champagne, the only truly feminine and becoming viands.

Whatsoever was the father of a disease, an ill diet was the mother.

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

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