I'll never be happy, how can you love me, I'm awful, I'm covered with spiders, I'm <i>doomed</i>.

I ate and drank slowly as one should (cook fast, eat slowly) and without distractions such as (thank heavens) conversation or reading. Indeed eating is so pleasant one should even try to suppress thought. Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too. How fortunate we are to be food-consuming animals. Every meal should be a treat and one ought to bless every day which brings with it a good digestion and the precious gift of hunger.

People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.