Too often when we're buying or building a house we do not consider each room. We are carried away by one charming feature and are blind to details that will give us trouble later on.

The finest thing about a hobby is that you can't do any pretending about it. You either like it or you don't.

There seems to be within all of us an innate yearning to be lifted momentarily out of our own lives into the realm of charm and make believe.

It is just as disastrous to have the wrong accessories in your room, as it is to wear sport shoes with an evening dress.

I always put in one controversial item. It makes people talk.

You don't sell a commodity, you sell joy, gaiety, excitement. You aim at people's hearts, not their minds.

I believe in doing the thing you feel is right. If it looks right, it is right.

No room can be called perfect unless it has real comfort.

Too much of anything is the beginning of a mess.

Eating is really one of your indoor sports. You play three times a day, and it's well worth while to make the game as pleasant as possible.

Salad is never more appetizing than when served in a large wooden bowl.

You have to join every other movement for the freedom of people.

The tango is really a combination of many cultures, though it eventually became the national music of Argentina.

I got scared away from the whole writing and producing thing, because of how really, truly difficult this was.

I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.

A book has to be easy to open and you don't have to be a bodybuilder to lift it. I like books I can read in bed. Those big tombstones would kill me.

Besides re-arming myself with joy, I need to know the holes in my defenses, the places where I'm vulnerable and where the enemy has successfully attacked me before.

The only force that can sustain true and consistent courage is some form of spiritual belief that values like honor, duty, loyalty and integrity above the status, power, money and even security.

In Jamaica, you're never very far away from people who don't have very much, and in Wilmette, pretty much everybody had a lot.

Love is lovelier The second time around.

O Thou, Far off and here, whole and broken, Who in necessity and in bounty wait, Whose truth is light and dark, mute though spoken, By Thy wide grace show me Thy narrow gate.