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Poor Tom, that eats the swimming frog, the toad, the todpole, the wall-newt and the water; that in the fury of his heart, when the foul fiend rages, eats cow-dung for sallets, swallows the old rat and the ditch-dog, drinks the green mantle of the standing pool; who is whipped from tithing to tithing, and stock-punished and imprisoned; who hath had three suits to his back, six shirts to his body,
  Horse to ride, and weapon to wear,
    But mice and rats, and such small deer,
      Have been Tom's food for seven long year.
      - William Shakespeare, King Lear
         (Edgar at III, iv)

Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
  Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.
      - William Shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost
         (Longaville at I, i)

Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil.
      - William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors
         (Dromio of Syracuse at IV, iii)

Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.
      - William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors
         (Dromio of Syracuse at IV, iii)

Thou say'st his meat was sauced with thy upbradings;
  Unquiet meals make ill digestions;
    Thereof the raging fire of fever bred.
      - William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors
         (Lady Abbess at V, i)

If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle head, you would eat chickens i' th' shell.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The History of Troilus and Cressida
         (Cressida at I, ii)

Be it not in thy care. Go,
  I charge thee, invite them all; let in the tide
    Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Life of Timon of Athens
         (Timon at III, iv)

Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to the lip of his mistress. Your diet shall be in all places alike; make not a City feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the first place; sit, sit. The gods require our thanks.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Life of Timon of Athens
         (Timon at III, vi)

You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in the same abundance as your good fortunes are; and yet for aught I see, they are as sick that surfeit with too much as they that starve with nothing.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Merchant of Venice
         (Nerissa at I, ii)

Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Merry Wives of Windsor
         (Mistress Page at I, i)

I wished your venison better--it was ill killed.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Merry Wives of Windsor
         (Shallow at I, i)

I will make an end of my dinner--there's pippins and seese to come.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Merry Wives of Windsor
         (Evans at I, ii)

I fear it is too choleric a meat.
  How say you to a fat tripe finely broiled?
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Taming of the Shrew
         (Grumio at IV, iii)

What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Taming of the Shrew
         (Grumio at IV, iii)

My cake is dough, but I'll in among the rest,
  Out of hope of all but my share of the feast.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Taming of the Shrew (Gremio at V, i)

Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Tragedy of King Richard the Second
         (Gaunt at I, iii)

But that our feasts
  In every mess have folly, and the feeders
    Digest it with a custom, I should blush
      To see you so attired, swoon, I think,
        To show myself a glass.
      - William Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale
         (Perdita at IV, iv)

Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine,
  Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast;
    Custards for supper, and an endless host
      Of syllabubs and jellies and mince-pies,
        And other such ladylike luxuries.
      - Percy Bysshe Shelley,
        Letter to Maria Gisborne

Oh, herbaceous treat!
  'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat;
    Back to the world he'd turn his fleeting soul,
      And plunge his fingers in the salad bowl;
        Serenely full the epicure would say,
          "Fate cannot harm me,--I have dined to-day."
      - Sydney Smith, A Receipt for a Salad

Bad men live that they may eat and drink, whereas good men eat and drink that they may live.
      - Socrates,
        Plutarch's Morals--How a Young Man Ought to Hear Poems

Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a porpoise.
      - Jonathan Swift, Polite Conversation
         (dialogue II)

They say fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives.
      - Jonathan Swift, Polite Conversation
         (dialogue II)

Bread is the staff of life.
      - Jonathan Swift, Tale of a Tub

This dish of meat is too good for any but anglers, or very honest men.
      - Izaak Walton, The Compleat Angler
         (pt. I, ch. VIII)

Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what's for lunch.
      - Orson Welles

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