Dieting Is Our Last Tie With Asceticism.

I Am Forbidden Sugar, Fat, And Alcohol. So Hooray, I Guess, For Oatmeal, Lemon Juice, And Chicken Soup.

For Some, Bottles Of Liquor Gleam Like The Towers Of Eldorado.

Many Pains Are Imaginary, But All Joys Are Real.

At The End Of Every Diet, The Path Curves Back To The Trough.

I Am Now Old Enough To Make Common Cause With My Predecessors Against My Successors.