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

I, personally, think there is a really danger of taking food too seriously. Food should be part of the bigger picture.

I’m not a chick-flick enthusiast.

I like the language in Proust but not the context.

There is no sincerer love than the love of food.

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

Nobody in Singapore drinks Singapore Slings. It’s one of the first things you find out there. What you do in Singapore is eat. It’s a really food-crazy culture, where all of this great food is available in a kind of hawker-stand environment.

Steak and Shake in Indianapolis is definitely the first stop when we hit that city.

I hate the idea of genres.

My weaknesses have always been food and men – in that order.

There’s nothing – I’ve bought everything I want. I don’t like yachts or anything; you know, I’m not a yacht person, and I’ve got pretty much the nicest plane I’d want to have.

I won’t eat anything green.

I would say there are some foods that I strongly recommend that you do not eat. No. 1 on that list, I believe, is doughnuts. Comfort food. Zero value. Don’t eat them.

There’s no difference between movies and television. None at all. Except in a lot of cases, television’s much better than movies.

I was mischievous. I wasn’t bad. I stole food so we could eat. My mother didn’t know. I used to tell her some man gave me $10 to sweep out the yard. I was like Robin Hood. I took from the rich and gave to the poor. Me.

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

I myself prefer my New Zealand eggs for breakfast.

Hong Kong is a wonderful, mixed-up town where you’ve got great food and adventure. First and foremost, it’s a great place to experience China in a relatively accessible way.

You’d have a hard time finding anything better than Barcelona for food, as far as being a hub. Given a choice between Barcelona and San Sebastian to die in, I’d probably want to die in San Sebastian.

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

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 don’t like drinking, basically.

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

The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.

Why not invest your assets in the companies you really like? As Mae West said, ‚Too much of a good thing can be wonderful‘.

I don’t like perfumes that are too strong or sweet. I like a fragrance that is earthy and sensual and can be worn at any time.

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.

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

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.

I was born in London in England in 1934. I went through, as a child, the horrors of World War II, through a time when food was rationed and we learned to be very careful, and we never had more to eat than what we needed to eat. There was no waste. Everything was used.

Oh yes, there’s lots of great food in America. But the fast food is about as destructive and evil as it gets. It celebrates a mentality of sloth, convenience, and a cheerful embrace of food we know is hurting us.

You don’t come into cooking to get rich.

I’ve been writing poems since I was in the Navy – to Rosalynn. I found I could say things in poems that I never could in prose. Deeper, more personal things. I could write a poem about my mother that I could never tell my mother. Or feelings about being on a submarine that I would have been too embarrassed to share with fellow submariners.

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.

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

I want my food dead. Not sick, not dying, dead.

I’m a fry lover.

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.

When Christ died, He died for you individually just as much as if you’d been the only man in the world.

Facts are to the mind what food is to the body.

I love a Hebrew National hot dog with an ice-cold Corona – no lime. If the phone rings, I won’t answer until I’m done.

To eat is to appropriate by destruction.

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

Barbecue may not be the road to world peace, but it’s a start.

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

If I’m in the ‚hood, I like Chef Creole’s Haitian rice and stewed chicken.

My father opened a restaurant. It’s so amazing… it’s so freaking delicious, but I’m telling you I gain five pounds every time I go in there.

Men don’t really like skinny, do they?

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.

I am not a fan of books.

Let’s face it, a nice creamy chocolate cake does a lot for a lot of people; it does for me.

Understand, when you eat meat, that something did die. You have an obligation to value it – not just the sirloin but also all those wonderful tough little bits.

The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.

Hunger is the best pickle.

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

Dinner was made for eating, not for talking.

I don’t generally read reviews.

The song ‚Innocent‘ is a song that I wrote about something that really, really emotionally impacted me.

I’m not looking to freak people out – eating rodents or bugs. I don’t do that anymore.

Regardless of what our national credit rating is, people will always want a roof over their heads, food on their tables, fuel for their cars, and clothes on their backs.

Really, I don’t like roller coasters.