Quotes About Appetite

don't you scrub up and have your dinner, and then you can decide where to go," Mom said. I didn't want to admit that I was hungry, but I was. And

Oh, pity the poor glutton Whose troubles all begin In struggling on and on to turn What's out into what's in.

Ordinary folk prefer familiar tastes - they'd sooner eat the same things all the time - but a gourmet would sample a fried park bench just to know how it tastes.

His appetite for the marvelous, and his powers of digesting it, were equally extraordinary

Sometimes he spent hours together in the great libraries of Paris, those catacombs of departed authors, rummaging among their hoards of dusty and obsolete works in quest of food for his unhealthy appetite. He was, in a manner, a literary ghoul, feeding in the charnel-house of decayed literature.

When the waitress comes, Leo orders pancakes with chocolate chips and strawberries, an omelet with sausage and peppers, French toast with powdered sugar and pecans, hot chocolate with whipped cream, orange juice, home fries, regular fries with gravy, and a bowl of chocolate pudding.

Randall went through two whole loaves of bread in one day

The meat smelt rank and was very tough, the soup was greasy and of a curious flavour, but it was a wonderful meal after all these hungry weeks.

I like chicken.

We live in a culture where everything tastes good but nothing satisfies.

the meal: that he had the

If all meals were pecan pie, you'd yearn for a cold potato.

She'd read somewhere that hunger was the best sauce of all;

Hunger. It's like an animal trapped inside you, Thomas thought.

You're disgusting when you eat," Chuck said, sitting on the bench next to him. "It's like watching a starving pig eat his own klunk.

They'd already learned it wasn't smart to eat quickly after such a long period of fasting, but he didn't care. If he threw it all up, he'd just enjoy eating all over again. Hopefully a fresh batch.

I'd love to see a cheeseburger right about now, though.

If he threw it all up, he'd just enjoy eating all over again. Hopefully a fresh batch.

I want steak," he said, stopping to look at her. "And shrimp. And lobster. And pancakes. And a candy bar". "I'm sorry, you'll have to settle for a couple of sandwiches". Thomas sighed."Figures".

Mr. Lecky could see well enough to eat. He brought his chair over and sat down gratefully while he consumed, but with appetite now, the ham and biscuits which he had disdained in the morning. Even the fact that he was using to cut his ham the knife which had cut a human throat did not disturb him. He had taken care to see that the blade was wiped clean.

Never knew a man could be so…hungry for it.

I can't get them in as well, you greedy little bastard.

For there are two things not easily controlled, and they are hunger and jealousy.

showed by his appetite his appreciation of Molotov's magnificent refreshments. Relaxed and fortified, he returned to his car and proceeded to recite Byron's "Childe Harold" to Sarah for the remainder of the journey to Yalta.