It is the just doom of laziness and gluttony to be inactive without ease and drowsy without tranquility

If ye love wealth greater than liberty, the tranquility of servitude greater than the animating contest for freedom, go home from us in peace. We seek not your counsel, nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you; and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen.

My whole comic persona is that of a guy who explores the id: I romanticize gluttony, I romanticize laziness, and people identify with that.

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

The miser and the glutton are two facetious buzzards: one hides his store, and the other stores his hide.

This is the artist, then, life's hungry man, the glutton of eternity, beauty's miser, glory's slave.