The cakes and pies and casseroles beckoned like gastronomic sirens, and there was no one to lash me to the mast.

To eat well in England you should have breakfast three times a day.

You are what what you eat eats.

To eat is a necessity, but to eat intelligently is an art.

Dog's just want to sniff an ass and eat some food.

What is most troubling, and sad, about industrial eating is how thoroughly it obscures all these relationships and connections. To go from the chicken (Gallus gallus) to the Chicken McNugget is to leave this world in a journey of forgetting that could hardly be more costly, not only in terms of the animal's pain but in our pleasure, too. But forgetting, or not knowing in the first place, is what the industrial food chain is all about, the principal reason it is so opaque, for if we could see what lies on the far side of the increasingly high walls of our industrial agriculture, we would surely change the way we eat.