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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The decline of the aperitif may well be one of the most depressing phenomena of our time.

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