Freedom of the press belongs to the man who owns one.

People everywhere confuse what they read in newspapers with news.

An Englishman teaching an American about food is like the blind leading the one-eyed.

Freedom of the press is guaranteed only to those who own one.

The primary requisite for writing well about food is a good appetite.

I can write better than anybody who can write faster, and I can write faster than anybody who can write better.

The function of the press in society is to inform, but its role in society is to make money.

Inconsiderate to the last, Josef Stalin, a man who never had to meet a deadline, had the bad taste to die in installments.

The world isn't going backward, if you can just stay young enough to remember what it was really like when you were really young.

The only way to write is well and how you do it is your own damn business.

Any city may have one period of magnificence, like Boston or New Orleans or San Francisco, but it takes a real one to keep renewing itself until the past is perennially forgotten.

In direct confrontation, the [Japanese] women might yield like blades of grass -- and spring back just as quickly. One of them compared this flexibility to the Vietcong guerrillas…

Morino: What does the kidnapper do with those things?Yuka: Those things?Morino: You know, the stinky things with four legs that make a lot of

In any organization men would move up form the bottom to the top. That develops loyalty, ambition and talent, because there is a chance for promotion.

I think people know Steve Jobs the showman. I think people know the guy who stood up and gave the keynotes. The magician. The salesman.

A song is only as strong as its foundation, and when it comes so naturally in any setting, those are the songs that will hopefully outlive you, maybe even outlive the next generation of You.

The refutation of suicide: is it not inelegant to abandon a world which has so willingly put itself at the service of our melancholy?

The course is perfection and it asks perfection.

Believe it or not, Japanese is actually easier than some European languages!

My last coherent thought, as Lucas took his time kissing and touching every part of me he could reach and my body arched into his, was: oh... so this is what all the fuss is about.

I once cried because I had no shoes to play soccer, but one day, I met a man who had no feet.