Gluttony Is Mankind's Exclusive Prerogative.

Seating Themselves On The Greensward, They Eat While The Corks Fly And There Is Talk, Laughter And Merriment, And Perfect Freedom, For The Universe Is Their Drawing Room And The Sun Their Lamp. Besides, They Have Appetite, Nature's Special Gift, Which Lends To Such A Meal A Vivacity Unknown Indoors, However Beautiful The Surroundings.

Meals, In The Sense In Which We Understand This Word, Began With The Second Age Of The Human Species.

Let The Progress Of The Meal Be Slow, For Dinner Is The Last Business Of The Day; And Let The Guests Conduct Themselves Like Travelers Due To Reach Their Destination Together.

La De Couverte D'un Mets Nouveau Fait Plus Pour Le Bonheur Du Genre Humain Que La De Couverte D'une E Toile. The Discoveryof A Newdish Doesmore For Thehappiness Of Mankind Than The Discovery Of A Star.

Those Who Have Been Too Long At Their Labor, Who Have Drunk Too Long At The Cup Of Voluptuousness, Who Feel They Have Become Temporarily Inhumane, Who Are Tormented By Their Families, Who Find Life Sad And Love Ephemeral......they Should All Eat Chocolate And They Will Be Comforted.