When people flatter you constantly it is very tempting to think you deserve it.

Pull up a chair. Take a taste. Come join us. Life is so endlessly delicious.

Plain fresh bread, its crust shatteringly crisp. Sweet cold butter. There is magic in the way they come together in your mouth to make a single perfect bite.

One of the secrets to staying young is to always do things you don't know how to do, to keep learning.

...it was so rich and exotic I was seduced into taking one bite and then another as I tried to chase the flavors back to their source.

Anyone who thinks they're too grown up or too sophisticated to eat caramel corn, is not invited to my house for dinner

...in the end you are the only one who can make yourself happy. More important, ...it is never too late to find out how to do it.

She was a great cook, but she cooked more for herself than for other people, not because she was hungry but because she was comforted by the rituals of the kitchen.

It is not 'only' food, I said heatedly. There's meaning hidden underneath each dish.

When a person has lived generously and fought fiercely, she deserves more than sadness at the end.

Life is so endlessly delicious

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.

I like all my children, even the squat and ugly ones.

The world is your perception of it. Inside and outside always match - they're reflections of each other. The world is a mirror image of your mind.

I think the artistic side of architecture was natural to me. My mother was an artist and a poet.

It is more important that a proposition be interesting than that it be true.

Calling it off comes easy enough if you haven't told the girl you are smitten with her.

In a litigation-happy society, clear agreements often prevent small disagreements from becoming big ones.

My fondest memories are of watching lambs being delivered.

I am a woman who enjoys herself very much; sometimes I lose, sometimes I win.

To prevent the recurrence of misery is, alas! beyond the power of man.