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God never sendeth mouth but he sendeth meat.
Author: John Heywood
Source: Proverbs (pt. I, ch. IV)
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Born but to banquet, and to drain the bowl.
Author: Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")
Source: The Odyssey (bk. X, l. 622), (Pope's translation)
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"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 that that I could eat one raw."
Author: Thomas Hood
Source: The Turtles
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Though your threshing floor grind a hundred thousand bushels of
corn, not for that reason will your stomach hold more than mine.
[Lat., Millia frumenti tua triverit area centum.
Non tuus hinc capiet venter plus ac meus.]
Author: Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
Source: Satires (I, 1, 45)
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The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour,
but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce for sweating?
Author: Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
Source: Satires (II, 2)
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A stomach that is seldom empty despises common food.
[Lat., Jejunus raro stomachus vulgaria temnit.]
Author: Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
Source: Satires (II, 2, 38)
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Free livers on a small scale; who are prodigal within the compass
of a guinea.
Author: Washington Irving
Source: The Stout Gentleman
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Think of the man who first tried German sausage.
Author: Jerome K. Jerome
Source: Three Men in a Boat (ch. XIV)
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For I look upon it, that he who does not mind his belly will
hardly mind anything else.
Author: Samuel Johnson
Source: Boswell's Life of Johnson (vol. III, ch. 9)
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For a man seldom thinks with more earnestness of anything than he
does of his dinner.
Author: Samuel Johnson
Source: Piozzi's Anecdotes of Johnson
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Digestive cheese, and fruit there sure will be.
Author: Ben Jonson
Source: Epigram CI
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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.
Author: Ben Jonson
Source: Epigram CI
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The master of art or giver of wit,
Their belly.
Author: Ben Jonson
Source: Poetaster
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In their palate alone is their reason of existence.
[Lat., In solo vivendi causa palata est.]
Author: Juvenal (Decimus Junius Juvenal)
Source: Satires (II, 11)
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To eat at another's table is your ambition's height.
[Lat., Bona summa putes, aliena vivere quadra.]
Author: Juvenal (Decimus Junius Juvenal)
Source: Satires (V, 2)
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And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon.
Author: John Keats
Source: The Eve of St. Agnes (st. 30)
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A woman asked a coachman, "Are you full inside?" Upon which Lamb
put his head through the window and said, "I am quite full
inside; that last piece of pudding at Mr. Gillman's did the
business for me."
Author: Charles Lamb (used pseudonym Elia)
Source: Autobiographical Recollections, by Charles R. Leslie
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He hath a fair sepulchre in the grateful stomach of the judicious
epicure--and for such a tomb might be content to die.
Author: Charles Lamb (used pseudonym Elia)
Source: Dissertation upon Roast Pig
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If you wish to grow thinner, diminish your dinner,
And take to light claret instead of pale ale;
Look down with an utter contempt upon butter,
And never touch bread till its toasted--or stale.
Author: Henry S. Leigh
Source: A Day for Wishing
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Your supper is like the Hidalgo's dinner; very little meat, and a
great deal of tablecloth.
Author: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Source: Spanish Student (act I, sc. 4)
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I am glad that my Adonis hath a sweete tooth in his head.
Author: John Lyly (Lylie or Lyllie)
Source: Euphues and his England (p. 308)
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O hour, of all hours, the most blesse'd upon earth,
The bless'd hour of our dinners!
Author: Lord Lytton (Edward Robert Bulwer Lytton) ("Owen Meredith")
Source: Lucile (pt. I, canto II, st. 23)
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We may live without poetry, music and art;
We may live without conscience, and live without heart;
We may live without friends; we may live without books;
But civilized man cannot live without cooks.
He may live without books,--what is knowledge but grieving?
He may live without hope,--what is hope but deceiving?
He may live without love,--what is passion but pining?
But where is the man that can live without dining?
Author: Lord Lytton (Edward Robert Bulwer Lytton) ("Owen Meredith")
Source: Lucile (pt. I, canto II, st. 24)
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Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
Author: Thomas Babington Macaulay
Source: Political Georgics
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I am a shell-fish just come from being saturated with the waters
of the Lucrine lake, near Baiae; but now I luxuriously thrust for
noble pickle.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. 13, ep. 82)
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You praise, in three hundred verses, Sabellus, the baths of
Ponticus, who gives such excellent dinners. You wish to dine,
Sabellus, not to bathe.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. IX, ep. 19)
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Philo swears that he has never dined at home, and it is so; he
does not dine at all, except when invited out.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. V, ep. 47)
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Mithriades, by frequently drinking poison, rendered it impossible
for any poison to hurt him. You, Cinna, by always dining on next
to nothing, have taken due precaution against ever perishing from
hunger.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. V, ep. 76)
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Annius has some two hundred tables, and servants for every table.
Dishes run hither and thither, and plates fly about. Such
entertainments as these keep to yourselves, ye pompous; I am ill
pleased with a supper that walks.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. VII, ep. 48)
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As long as I have fat turtle-doves, a fig of your lettuce, my
friend, and you may keep your shell-fish to yourself. I have no
wish to waste my appetite.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. XIII, ep. 53)
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See, how the liver is swollen larger than a fat goose! In
amazement you will exclaim: Where could this possibly grow?
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. XIII, ep. 58)
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Whether woodcock or partridge, what does it signify, if the taste
is the same? But the partridge is dearer, and therefore thought
preferable.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. XIII, ep. 76)
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However great the dish that holds the turbot, the turbot is still
greater than the dish.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. XIII, ep. 81)
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If my opinion is of any worth, the fieldfare is the greatest
delicacy among birds, the hare among quadrupeds.
Author: Marcus Valerius Martial
Source: Epigrams (bk. XIII, ep. 92)
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They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
Quaff immortality and joy.
Author: John Milton
Source: Paradise Lost (bk. V, l. 637)
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The genuine Amphitryon is the Amphitryon with whom we dine.
[Fr., Le veritable Amphitryon
Est l'Amphitryon ou l'on dine.]
Author: Jean Baptiste Poquelin Moliere
Source: Amphitryon (III, 5)
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Keep a good table and attend to the ladies.
[Fr., Tenez bonne table et soignez les femmes.]
Author: Napoleon Bonaparte (Napoleon I)
Source: Instructions to Abbe de Pradt
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What baron or squire
Or knight of the shire
Lives half so well as a holy friar.
Author: John O'Keefe
Source: I am a Friar of Orders Gray
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The poor man will praise it so hath he good cause,
That all the year eats neither partridge not quail,
But sets up his rest and makes up his feast,
With a crust of brown bread and a pot of good ale.
Author: Old Song
Source: Old English Song, from "An Antidote Against Melancholy"
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Gluttony kills more than the sword, and is the kindler of all
evils.
[Lat., Gula plures occidit quam gladius, estque fomes omnium
malorum.]
Author: Old Song
Source: Old English Song, from "An Antidote Against Melancholy"
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The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
Author: Sara Payson (Sara Payson Willis Parton) (used pseudonym Fanny Fern)
Source: Willis Parton
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The belly (i.e. necessity) is the teacher of art and the liberal
bestower of wit.
[Lat., Magister artis ingenique largitor Venter.]
Author: Persius (Aulus Persius Flaccus)
Source: Prologue to Satires (10)
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Feast to-day makes fast to-morrow.
[Lat., Festo die si quid prodegeris,
Profesto egere liceat nisi peperceris.]
Author: Plautus (Titus Maccius Plautus)
Source: Aulularia
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Their best and most wholesome feeding is upon one dish and no
more and the same plaine and simple: for surely this hudling of
many meats one upon another of divers tastes is pestiferous. But
sundrie sauces are more dangerous than that.
Author: Pliny the Elder (Caius Plinius Secundus)
Source: Natural History (bk. XI, ch. LIII), (Holland's translation)
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What, did you not know, then, that to-day Lucullus dines with
Lucullus?
Author: Plutarch
Source: Lives--Life of Lucullus (vol. III, p. 280)
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And solid pudding against empty praise.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 54)
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"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: First Book of Horace (ep. VII, l. 24)
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One solid dish his week-day meal affords,
An added pudding solemniz'd the Lord's.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Moral Essays (ep. III, l. 447)
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"Live like yourself," was soon my lady's word,
And lo! two puddings smok'd upon the board.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Moral Essays (ep. III, l. 461)
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"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
Give me again my hollow Tree,
A Crust of Bread, and Liberty."
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Second Book of Horace (last lines)
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