Hunger is the best pickle.

As a kid, I got three meals a day. Oatmeal, miss-a-meal and no meal.

There is one thing I have never taught my body how to do and that is to figure out at 6 A.M. what it wants to eat at 6 P.M.

I love trying out different cuisines. In Delhi, I love Megu at the Leela, and TK’s at the Hyatt. I also enjoy Khan Chacha’s rolls. In Mumbai, it’s Royal China and Shiro. And in Bangalore, I like the food at Bricklane.

Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food.

When I’m back in New York – and this is a terrible thing to complain about – I eat a lot more really, really good food than perhaps I’d like to. So many of my friends are really good chefs. It’s kind of like being in the Mafia.

I’m not a sandwich store that only sells turkey sandwiches. I sell a lot of different things.

Never order food in excess of your body weight.

I hid myself in food.

I love the masochistic aspect of eating seething, real Sichuan food in Sichuan Province.

I like chicken a lot because chicken is generous – that is to say, it’s obedient. It will do whatever you tell it to do.

There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.

It is an unfortunate human failing that a full pocketbook often groans more loudly than an empty stomach.

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me when someone denies themselves the pleasure of a bloody hunk of steak or a pungent French cheese because of some outdated nonsense about what’s appropriate or attractive.

The equal right of all citizens to health, education, work, food, security, culture, science, and wellbeing – that is, the same rights we proclaimed when we began our struggle, in addition to those which emerge from our dreams of justice and equality for all inhabitants of our world – is what I wish for all.

You just feel a little odd when you don’t get your kind of food. Fortunately, there are Indian restaurants all over the world.

Find what’s hot, find what’s just opened and then look for the worst review of the week. There is so much to learn from watching a restaurant getting absolutely panned and having a bad experience. Go and see it for yourself.

Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.

The god of love lives in a state of need. It is a need. It is an urge. It is a homeostatic imbalance. Like hunger and thirst, it’s almost impossible to stamp out.

A well governed appetite is the greater part of liberty.

What nicer thing can you do for somebody than make them breakfast?

Remember, man does not live on bread alone: sometimes he needs a little buttering up.

Why can’t I just eat my waffle?

I do not like broccoli. And I haven’t liked it since I was a little kid and my mother made me eat it. And I’m President of the United States and I’m not going to eat any more broccoli.

I’ve never eaten a strawberry in my life. I have no desire to do that.

I love Velveeta cheese.

Sometimes, it’s just easier to say yes to that extra snack or dessert, because frankly, it is exhausting to keep saying no. It’s exhausting to plead with our kids to eat just one more bite of vegetables.

The first duty of government is to see that people have food, fuel, and clothes. The second, that they have means of moral and intellectual education.

I won’t eat anything green.

I love eating chocolate cake and ice cream after a show. I almost justify it in my mind as, ‚You were a good boy onstage and you did your show, so now you can have some cake and ice cream.‘

The boys know they’re from Southeast Asia, and they have their food and their music and their friends, and they have a pride particular to them.

My dinners at home are startlingly simple. Every night, I stop at the market near my hotel and pick up a steak, lamb chops or some liver, which I broil in the electric oven in my room. I usually eat four or five raw carrots with my meat, and that is all. I must be part rabbit; I never get bored with raw carrots.

I love food.

A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on.

I hated the Naked Chef. Fine, yes, he did good things for school food or whatever, but, you know, I don’t want my chefs to be cute and adorable.

If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.

We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty.

Part of the secret of a success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.

I did this book ‚Harvest for Hope,‘ and I learned so much about food. And one thing I learned is that we have the guts not of a carnivore, but of an herbivore. Herbivore guts are very long because they have to get the last bit of nutrition out of leaves and things.

So in our pride we ordered for breakfast an omelet, toast and coffee and what has just arrived is a tomato salad with onions, a dish of pickles, a big slice of watermelon and two bottles of cream soda.

The food here is terrible, and the portions are too small.

I can’t say this enough – the food that you put into your bodies can actually help you get better grades. And it can also affect your performance in sports and other activities too. You see, when you give your body the best possible fuel, you have more energy, you’re stronger, you think more quickly.

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

True individual freedom cannot exist without economic security and independence. People who are hungry and out of a job are the stuff of which dictatorships are made.

The most violent appetites in all creatures are lust and hunger; the first is a perpetual call upon them to propagate their kind, the latter to preserve themselves.

I try to very hard to avoid a situation where I would be eating cat or dog; I’ve managed to gracefully avoid that. It’s hypocritical of me and an arbitrary line, but one that I have managed to avoid crossing.

Why does man kill? He kills for food. And not only food: frequently there must be a beverage.

There was a time when people said, ‚Jim, if you keep on making faces, your face will freeze like that.‘ Now they just say, ‚Pay him!‘

People everywhere in the world are hungry for economic opportunity. And it’s about a lot more than being able to make money.

The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every table had an argument going.

Of course, animals have to be killed for food or to prevent their doing injury to others or to property. But such killing is too often carried out without regard to the pain inflicted.

Going to Southeast Asia for the first time and tasting that spectrum of flavors – that certainly changed my whole palate, the kind of foods I crave. A lot of the dishes I used to love became boring to me.

It’s difficult to believe that people are still starving in this country because food isn’t available.

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.

Green Eggs and Ham was the story of my life. I wouldn’t eat a thing when I was a kid, but Dr. Seuss inspired me to try cauliflower!

There is no sincerer love than the love of food.

You entertain people who are satisfied. Hungry people can’t be entertained – or people who are afraid. You can’t entertain a man who has no food.

I’m certainly well taken care of in terms of food and clothes.

But, you know, it’s still a drag to get your picture taken when you’re eating a sandwich. It’s a downer.

A man seldom thinks with more earnestness of anything than he does of his dinner.

Some people wanted champagne and caviar when they should have had beer and hot dogs.