Great eaters and great sleepers are incapable of anything else that is great.
Tell me what you eat, I’ll tell you who you are.
We are but the veriest, sorriest slaves of our stomach.
A man may be a pessimistic determinist before lunch and an optimistic believer in the will’s freedom after it.
Just listen to your body, eat in silence and see what feels good and you will spontaneously choose the foods that are beneficial to you.
Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what’s for lunch.
Whatsoever was the father of a disease, an ill diet was the mother.
Let your food be your medicine and your medicine be your food.
What is patriotism but the love of the food one ate as a child?
Clogged with yesterday’s excess, the body drags the mind down with it.