I have a tendency to be lucky and make the right choices based on limited information.

During my early years at Minnesota I conducted an evening enzyme seminar.

I participated on debating teams and in student government, and served as senior class president.

The experience reminds me of a favorite saying: Most of the yield from research efforts comes from the coal that is mined while looking for diamonds.

Family trips to Yellowstone and to what are now national parks in Southern Utah, driving the primitive roads and cars of that day, were real adventures.

An unexpected benefit of my career in biochemistry has been travel.

In marked contrast to the University of Wisconsin, Biochemistry was hardly visible at Stanford in 1945, consisting of only two professors in the chemistry department.

Mountain hikes instilled in me a life-long urge to get to the top of any inviting summit or peak.

The excitement of vitamins, nutrition and metabolism permeated the environment.

A painstaking course in qualitative and quantitative analysis by John Wing gave me an appreciation of the need for, and beauty of, accurate measurement.

I am told that I had a bad temper, and remember being banished to the back hall until civility returned.

There is truth and knowledge beyond understanding.

He sees me when I'm lying. He hears me when I flirt.

Anytime fashion and music go hand-in-hand and it really is an organic fit, it's amazing.

Even the old should learn.

The song was there before me, before I came along. I just sorta came down and just sorta took it down with a pencil, but it was there before I came around.

You feel pretty gross when you are first pregnant. You don't feel cute, you feel disgusting. You're getting fat. It was hard.

Whenever I hear the word culture, I reach for my revolver

A man has every season while a woman only has the right to spring.

For me, I've worked hard for people to think I'm funny.

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing. Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!