I hate feeling full, so Christmas is about the only time I really stuff myself.
I eat too much.
I probably get in, like, five meals a day; every now and then, I get six.
I wolf food down like you've never seen. For some reason, I have no self-control when it comes to the pace of eating.
Restaurants serve huge portions on even huger platters, and people are tempted to eat too much.
There are days when I literally have to eat 17 plates of food - it's intense. It's about moderation. You just need a few bites to get the gist of a dish.
My diet is always terrible, unfortunately. I don't know moderation.
Truth be told, ginormous portions have become a pet peeve of mine.
Ah, Caviar! I keep on eating it, but can never get my fill. Like olives. It's a lucky thing it's not salty.
I eat two breakfasts, two lunches, and two dinners throughout the day. It's always eating.
It was the greatest thing in the world getting fat. Every meal out was an event. Or we'd go to Italy and we'd have pasta, truffles, and dessert and then plan the next incredible meal. It was a happy-go-lucky time. I never had so much fun.
Gluttony is not a secret vice.
Don't eat till you're full, eat till you're tired.
I eat like seven men together.
The great security of all is to eat little and to drink nothing that intoxicates. He that eats till he is full is little better than a beast, and he that drinks till he is drunk is quite a beast.
Men who only live to eat.
I gained 65 pounds with my first baby and 70 with my second. I had severe morning sickness both times, so I mostly ate supersize bowls of white pasta with loads of butter and cheese because that was the only thing that took away the nausea.
I am overfed, so when I am at home, I stop eating.
I've never eaten just a few bites of things I liked in my life.
First off, I have to mention what is undoubtedly the greatest phenomenon of the modern era: All You Can Eat Buffets.
Many people submit to excessive appetites without realizing that they do not need to eat so much food.
I eat everything. I'm just an eater. If it's free, I honestly eat everything.
There was an old man of Orleans, Who was given to eating of beans; Till once out of sport, he swallowed a quart, That dyspeptic old man of Orleans.
The worst vice of the solitary is the worship of his food.
Roast potatoes - I can't say no. At Christmas, I reach over for the fifth or sixth one, and I think I could keep going until I explode.
