I can eat two large pizzas and a tray of brownies in one sitting. I’m not sharing that. We can get another one, but I ain’t sharing.

Science and mindfulness complement each other in helping people to eat well and maintain their health and well-being.

I don’t have much patience for people who are self-conscious about the act of eating, and it irritates me when someone denies themselves the pleasure of a bloody hunk of steak or a pungent French cheese because of some outdated nonsense about what’s appropriate or attractive.

I eat next to nothing.

Man seems to be the only animal whose food soils him, making necessary much washing and shield-like bibs and napkins. Moles living in the earth and eating slimy worms are yet as clean as seals or fishes, whose lives are one perpetual wash.

I think about food literally all day every day. It’s a thing.

Dinner was made for eating, not for talking.

Maybe there is no actual place called hell. Maybe hell is just having to listen to our grandparents breathe through their noses when they’re eating sandwiches.

We never repent of having eaten too little.

Statistics show that of those who contract the habit of eating, very few survive.

To eat is to appropriate by destruction.

When you’re a chef, you graze. You never get a chance to sit down and eat. They don’t actually sit down and eat before you cook. So when I finish work, the first thing I’ll do, and especially when I’m in New York, I’ll go for a run. And I’ll run 10 or 15k on my – and I run to gain my appetite.

I will not eat oysters. I want my food dead. Not sick. Not wounded. Dead.

I have been told my eating habits are absolutely bizarre. But I don’t think so.

I’m very type-A, and many things in my life are about control and domination, but eating should be a submissive experience, where you let down your guard and enjoy the ride.

In general, mankind, since the improvement of cookery, eats twice as much as nature requires.

You can tell alot about a fellow’s character by his way of eating jellybeans.

We have food all around us all the time, and if we haven’t eaten for three hours, we think we’re starving. You’re not starving – human beings can go for 30 days without food.