Seneca, writing to a friend of his frugal fare which he declares does not cost a sixpence a day, says:—
"Do you ask if that can supply due nourishment? Yes; and pleasure too. Not indeed, that fleeting and superficial pleasure which needs to be perpetually recruited, but a solid and substantial one. Bread and polenta certainly is not a luxurious feeding, but it is no little advantage to be able to receive pleasure from a simple diet of which no change of fortune can deprive one."
Breakfast: Come to breakfast!
Little ones and all,—
How their merry footsteps
Patter at the call!
Break the bread; pour freely
Milk that cream-like flows;
A blessing on their appetites
And on their lips of rose.
Dinner may be pleasant
So may the social tea,
But yet, methinks the breakfast
Is best of all the three.
With its greeting smile of welcome,
Its holy voice of prayer,
It forgeth heavenly armor
To foil the hosts of care.—Mrs. Sigourney.
Health is not quoted in the markets because it is without price.—Sel.
It is a mistake to think that the more a man eats, the fatter and stronger he will become.—Sel.
