In England and America people tend to graze all day long, but I think it's such a waste to be constantly picking at food because you then can't enjoy a proper full meal when the time comes.

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.

Our health is what we make of it - give it attention and it improves, give it none and it subsides.

To continue what one had been doing -- which was Dante's idea of hell -- is, I came to see, and the vision frightened me, easy in one's sixties.

After all, nobody could get out from the dangerous place, something was going bad and I could be felt... (Hidden 2015)

Everything considered, a determined soul will always manage.

I don't shoot anything. I could never kill an animal. My dad does all the hunting, and he eats everything that he kills.

Temperance in everything is requisite for happiness.

The poet Paul Éluard says that to understand my film version of Beauty and the Beast, you must love your dog more than your car.

As soon as you start claiming you can be someone that you are not, you are crazy.

In design man becomes what he is. Animals have language and perception as well, but they do not design.

When you're one step ahead of the crowd you're a genius. When you're two steps ahead, you're a crackpot.