I don't go about deifying my stomach and making an apostle of the palate of my month.

When I eat"-- "But you don't eat; you stuff.

I have sat down to a table with you, and after giving your order you would fill yourself so full of bread and pickles or anything within reach that you couldn't eat anything when the order was brought." "That was abstraction of thought instead of hunger," Richmond replied.
"No, it was the presence of gluttony.

Can you eat, Mr.Witherspoon ?" "I fear that I must confess a lack of higher civilization.

I am not well schooled in anything, and I suppose that you must class me with Richmond--as a barbarian.