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

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. 

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

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

Cooking is the most massive rush. It’s like having the most amazing hard-on, with Viagra sprinkled on top of it, and it’s still there twelve hours later.

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

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

What is food to one is to others bitter poison.

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

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

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

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