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

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.

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

Why is not a rat as good as a rabbit? Why should men eat shrimps and neglect cockroaches?

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

The belly is the reason why man does not mistake himself for a god.

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.

A great step toward independence is a good-humored stomach, one that is willing to endure rough treatment.

He makes his cook his merit, and the world visits his dinners and not him.

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

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

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