Quotes About Appetite

I like to eat and I love the diversity of foods.

I don't eat fast food often, but I love tacos. I could write prophetically about how perfect the taco is.

I can't stay away from Chinese food. I really love that stuff.

I basically love anything that comes in a hot dog bun... except hot dogs.

The other was, simply, that I didn't really have an appetite for spending.

My aunt Lina will be waiting there with her apron open, ready to catch the head. She makes the best souse—that's from the tongue, ears and feet—this side of the Cumberland Gap. But my favorite part of the whole day, since I was small, is when Daddy tips all the innards into a tub and we get to choose the best bit to roast.

I tried - not because I really had an appetite for genetics - but because I couldn't bear the thought that Will would go on and on at me if I didn't. He was like that now. He was actually a bit of a bully. And, really annoyingly, he would quiz me on how much I had read of something, just to make sure I really had.

We have learned to eat like snakes. When there is something to eat - we eat enough to last for a week. When there is nothing - we don't eat. Now, when we get our food supply, we eat it all, right there, we leave nothing for tomorrow. Like the birds. And then we read our books. We go after spiritual food...

the wise man "chooses not the greatest quantity of food but the most tasty.

jedna delicja nie zaspokaja naszego apetytu w sposób, w jaki niemal zawsze robi to jeden kawaÅ'ek ciasta

I told him… that we ate when we were not hungry, and drank without the provocation of thirst.

You want more?" she asked a bit breathlessly. "Even after what we did?" His mouth took on a sardonic twist. "I'm afraid quantity usually matters for me . . ." --THE PRINCESS'S ASSASSINS

Send me a pot of cheese, so that I may be able to indulge myself whenever I wish.

I'm so hungry I could eat you! -Cloudpaw

But we have to eat first!" Squirrelpaw wailed. "My belly is growling louder than a monster on the Thunderpath! I could eat a fox, fur and all.

In the West the word "delicious" is likely to conjure up something laced with sugar, fat and salt, whereas in Japan it signifies a flavour found in mushrooms, grilled fish and light broths.

Hunger - this mechanism that we suppose to be so basic - turns out to be one of the more intricate bodily impulses.

The experience of tasting food is far more multi-sensory than is the case with hearing, sight or touch, which is why it requires the most sophisticated part of our brain to process it. In fact, eating is influenced by hearing, sight or touch, as well as flavour: we prefer apples that crunch loudly, steaks that look blood-red, sauces so smooth they seem to caress the inside of our throats.

Different meals, different times of day and different locations can all make the same food or drink seem either desirable or not. Call it the retsina effect: that resinated white wine that is so refreshing when sipped on a Greek island tastes of paint-stripper back home in the rain.

It's easy to confuse hunger with other emotional states.

excuse my squeamishness about the gooey whites of soft-boiled eggs.

The loss of hunger regulation after the age of four is a phenomenon that transcends cultures and continents.

From childhood onwards, our idea of fullness is heavily influenced by how much food we are offered.

Many things that matter in the kitchen are beyond measuring: how much you enjoy the company of those you dine with; the satisfaction of using up the last crust of bread before it goes moldy; the way an Italian blood orange tastes in February; the pleasure of cold cucumber soup on a hot evening; the feeling of having a hearty appetite and the means to satisfy it.