Eating

"You would eat chickens i' the shell."

"Our feasts In every mess have folly, and the feeders Digest with it a custom, I should blush To see you so attir'd."

"Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a porpoise."

"They say fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives."

"What you have eaten, what you have eaten -- it was not bread that you have eaten, it was your flesh that you have eaten! What you have drunk, what you have drunk -- it was not beer that you drank, it was your blood that you drank!"

"When the Sultan Shah-Zaman Goes to the city Ispahan, Even before he gets so far As the place where the clustered palm-trees are, At the last of the thirty palace-gates, The pet of the harem, Rose-in-Bloom, Orders a feast in his favorite room— Glittering square of colored ice, Sweetened with syrup, tinctured with spice, Creams, and cordials, and sugared dates, Syrian apples, Othmanee quinces, Limes and citrons and apricots, And wines that are known to Eastern princes."

"Acorns were good till bread was found."

"'Tis not her coldness, father, That chills my labouring breast; It's that confounded cucumber I've ate and can't digest."

"Ratons and myse and soche smale dere That was his mete that vii. yere."

"Un dîner réchauffé ne valut jamais rien."

"First come, first served."

"Better halfe a loafe than no bread."

"A loaf of bread, the Walrus said, Is what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed— Now if you're ready, Oysters, dear, We can begin to feed!"

"Nemini fidas, nisi cum quo prius multos modios salis absumpseris."

"Esse oportet ut vivas, non vivere ut edas."

"For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise."

"Oh, dainty and delicious! Food for the gods! Ambrosia for Apicius! Worthy to thrill the soul of sea-born Venus, Or titillate the palate of Silenus!"

"When we sat by the fleshpots."

"When I demanded of my friend what viands he preferred, He quoth: "A large cold bottle, and a small hot bird!""

"When mighty roast beef was the Englishman's food It ennobled our hearts and enriched our blood— Our soldiers were brave and our courtiers were good. Oh! the roast beef of England, And Old England's roast beef."

"Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them."

"What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air, Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare. Blood stuffed in skins is British Christians' food, And France robs marshes of the croaking brood."

"Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims, "here is food." "Well," answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within her, "we have been so busy to-day that a picked-up dinner must serve."

"Je veux que le dimanche chaque paysan ait sa poule au pot."

"Such as have need of milk, and not of strong meat."

"Strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age."

"He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel."

"Here is bread, which strengthens man's heart, and therefore is called the staff of Life."

"He pares his apple that will cleanly feed."

"'Tis not the food, but the content, That makes the table's merriment."

"Out did the meate, out did the frolick wine."

"God never sendeth mouth but he sendeth meat."

"Born but to banquet, and to drain the bowl."

"Good well-dress'd turtle beats them hollow,— It almost makes me wish, I vow, To have two stomachs, like a cow!" And lo! as with the cud, an inward thrill Upheaved his waistcoat and disturb'd his frill, His mouth was oozing, and he work'd his jaw— "I almost think that I could eat one raw."

"Millia frumenti tua triverit area centum, Non tuus hinc capiet venter plus ac meus."

"Jejunus raro stomachus vulgaria temnit."

"The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour, but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce by sweating?"

"Free livers on a small scale; who are prodigal within the compass of a guinea."

"The stay and the staff, the whole stay of bread, and the whole stay of water."

"Let us eat and drink; for to-morrow we shall die."

"A feast of fat things."

"Think of the man who first tried German sausage."

"Gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost."

"For I look upon it, that he who does not mind his belly will hardly mind anything else."

"For a man seldom thinks with more earnestness of anything than he does of his dinner."

"Digestive cheese, and fruit there sure will be."

"Yet shall you have to rectify your palate, An olive, capers, or some better salad Ushering the mutton; with a short-legged hen, If we can get her, full of eggs, and then, Limons, and wine for sauce: to these a coney Is not to be despaired of for our money; And though fowl now be scarce, yet there are clerks, The sky not falling, think we may have larks."

"The master of art or giver of wit, Their belly."

"She brought forth butter in a lordly dish."

"In solo vivendi causa palato est."