Also, in a funny way, if you have been happily married there are no unresolved areas, nothing to prove to yourself after the other dies.

I am not a chef. I am not even a trained or professional cook. My qualification is as an eater.

You could probably get through life without knowing how to roast a chicken, but the question is, would you want to?

I was a quiet teenager, introverted, full of angst.

You cannot truly say you live well unless you eat well.

Sometimes...we don't want to feel like a postmodern, postfeminist, overstretched woman but, rather, a domestic goddess, trailing nutmeggy fumes of baking pie in our languorous wake.

Sometimes it's good just to be seduced by the particular cheeses spread out in front of you on a cheese counter.

I am always surprised when people read double entendres into my innocuous babble.

I don't believe in low-fat cooking.

I don't believe you can ever really cook unless you love eating.

I never taste the wine first in restaurants, I just ask the waiter to pour.

Over the wintry forest, winds howl in rage with no leaves to blow.

The Washington establishment and the financial and media corporations that fund it exist for only one reason: to protect and enrich itself.

With a canvas I'm a group of seven. A migraine, take two Excedrin.

And if you ever do a survey, you'll find that people prefer illusion to reality, ten to one. Twenty, even.

It is individuals who must be encouraged to undertake the unprecedented - and unprecedentedly profitable - effort to prevent the annihilation of the human race.

I don't know if many people know this about me, but I have multiple sclerosis. So I don't have time for a lot of shades of gray. I don't have time for BS.

Such is life and life is such and after all it isn't much. First a cradle. Then a hearse. It might have been better, but it could have been worse.

There is neither Past nor Future. There is only the Present.

The only science fiction I have written is Fahrenheit 451. It's the art of the possible. Science fiction is the art of the possible. It could happen. It has happened.

I can take credit for only two things: pride and sin.