Everything in this room is edible. Even I'm edible. But, that would be called canibalism. It is looked down upon in most societies.

And he, like many jaded people, had few pleasures left in life save good food and drink.

Gluttony is the source of all our infirmities and the fountain of all our diseases. As fire extinguished by an excess of fuel, so is the natural health of the body destroyed by an intemperate diet.

I believe that treating other people well is a lost art.

I was raised right — I talk about people behind their backs. It's called manners.

I'm making a list
I'm making a list of things I must say
For politeness,
And goodness and kindness and gentleness
Sweetness and rightness:
Hello
Pardon me
How are you?
Excuse me
Bless you
May I?
Thank you
Goodbye
If you know some that I've forgot,
Please stick them in you eye!