diet

I do not wish to expiate, but to live. My life is for itself and not for a spectacle. I much prefer that it should be of a lower strain, so it be genuine and equal, then that it should be glittering and unsteady. I wish it to be sound and sweet, and not to need diet and bleeding.

Men do what is called a good action, as some piece of courage or charity, much as they would pay a fine in expiation of daily non-appearance on parade. Their works are done as an apology or extenuation of their living in the world- as invalids pay a high board. Their virtues are penance's. I do not wish to expiate, but to live: my life is for itself, and not for spectacle. I much prefer that it should be of a lower strain, so it be genuine and equal, than that it should be glittering and unsteady. I wish it to be sound and sweet, and not to need diet and bleeding. I ask for primary evidence that you are a man, and refuse this appeal from a man to his actions.

Imagine of all of life were determined by majority rule. Every meal would be a pizza. Every pair of pants, even those in a Brooks Brothers suit, would be stonewashed denim. Celebrity diet and exercise books would be the only thing on library shelves. And-since women are a majority of the population-we'd all be married to Mel Gibson.

Rudolph (the leading character): If you's go stop three tradesmen on the street, and ask the three what it is they live by, they'll reply at once, bread, meat and drink, and they'll be certain of it; victuals and drink, like the rhyme in Mother Goose, makes up their diet; nothing will be said of faith in things unseen, or following the gleam, just bread and meat and a can of wine to wash it down. But if you know them well, behind the fish-eyes and the bellies, if you know them better than they do, each one burns candles at some alter of his mind in secret; in secret often, from himself, each is a priest to some dim mystery by which he lives. Strip him of that, and bread and meat and wine won't nourish him . . . without his . . . hidden faith, he dies and goes to dust.

Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet; In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet.

The best doctors in the world are Doctor Diet, Doctor Quiet. and Doctor Merryman.

We must develop a better sense of responsibilty towards our total environment ... this better sense cannot any longer exclude from revision the staples of our diet.

And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet.

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.

It is wonderful, if we chose the right diet, what an extraordinarily small quantity would suffice.