LOVE: A word properly applied to our delight in particular kinds of food sometimes metaphorically spoken of the favorite objects of all our appetites. – Henry Fielding
Scarcely one person in a thousand is capable of tasting the happiness of others. – Henry Fielding
Distance of time and place generally cure what they seem to aggravate; and taking leave of our friends resembles taking leave of the world, of which it has been said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible. – Henry Fielding
What is commonly called love, namely the desire of satisfying a voracious appetite with a certain quantity of delicate white human flesh. – Henry Fielding
A furniture maker by trade, James McIntyre turned his hand to poetry in order to help others appreciate the many wonders of Canada as he viewed them. Key among them: cheese. Few could argue with his rationale; to wit, “it is no insignificant theme.” – Kathryn Petras and Ross Petras, Very Bad Poetry, 1997 [McIntyre (1827–1906