Quotes About Indulgence

I am not at all a chocoholic. I would rather eat anchovy toast.

I try to eat 'real' food as much as I can; often I'll shove a load of ingredients - spinach, an apple or whatever's knocking about - in my NutriBullet. Nothing beats a bit of buttery toast though! I think a little bit of what you fancy does you good.

My go to - if I were on a desert island and there was one thing I could eat forever - I am obsessed with Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Obsessed.

Some people put Marmite on all sorts of dishes - I don't mind dropping a teaspoon into a pot of stew - but it's something I like to eat at home, on the sofa. I have to stick the jar right at the back of the cupboard or I'll eat six slices of toast in one go.

Men even contract the dirty, filthy habit of chewing tobacco, and when the habit gets a good hold upon them they are never satisfied except when they have a wad of the stuff in their mouth. So with drinking. It is largely a habit.

Almost every time we get together with family or friends, the conversation ends up being about food.

You know an odd feeling? Sitting on the toilet eating a chocolate candy bar.

If you have treats or a treat cup, make a big fuss about eating the treats yourself.

But it felt so good, I kept doing it.

I like food. I like eating. And I don't want to deprive myself of good food.

And F. Scott Fitzgerald said, 'First you take a drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you.

Less is more, unless it's love or chocolate.

That's what dessert means to me: a dollop of sweet love in an otherwise cold world.

Buying is an extremely satisfying, macho act

How easy it was, she thought unhappily as she did it, for men and women. They could stand in a street and argue, flirt - they could kiss, make love, do anything at all - and the world indulged them.

Now, from the crown of my head to the curve of my toe-nails, there was an unguent for every part of me - oil for my eyebrows and cream for my lashes; a jar of tooth-powder, a box of blanc-de-perle; polish for my fingernails and a scarlet stick to redden my mouth; tweezers for drawing the hairs from my nipples, and a stone to take the hard flesh from my heels.

We have a name for your disease. We call it a hyper-aesthetic one. You have been encouraged to over-indulge yourself in literature; and have inflamed your organs of fancy.

In my experience there's not a state in the world," Fee said matter-of-factly, "that cannot be greatly improved by close proximity to cheese. Especially

Was there a better sound in the world than a champagne cork popping? Hell, no.

Each kiss was like biting into the richest darkest chocolate and pausing to savour the taste.

There was only one way to get through the rest of the evening and it wasn't sober.

Bertolt Brecht's observation in The Threepenny Opera that eating takes precedence over morality. Emerging

I love you like a fat kid loves cake!

The Cheesecake Factory is a great business model, but if you take your wife there for your 25th wedding anniversary, you might not reach your 26th.