All men, even those we call savages, have been so tormented by the passion for strong drinks, that limited as their capacities were, they were yet able to manufacture them.

Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you who you are.

You first parents of the human race...who ruined yourself for an apple, what might you have done for a truffled turkey?

The fate of a nation depends on the way that they eat.

In the centre of a spacious table rose a pastry as large as a church, flanked on the north by a quarter of cold veal, on the south by an enormous ham, on the east by a monumental pile of butter, and on the west by an enormous dish of artichokes, with a hot sauce.

In the state of society in which we now find ourselves, it is difficult to imagine a nation which lived solely on bread and vegetables.

The pleasure of the table belongs to all ages, to all conditions, to all countries, and to all areas; it mingles with all other pleasures, and remains at last to console us for their departure.