The sharing of food is the basis of social life.

No one who cooks, cooks alone. Even at her most solitary, a cook in the kitchen is surrounded by generations of cooks past, the advice and menus of cooks present, the wisdom of cookbook writers.

A world without tomatoes is like a string quartet without violins.

When I was alone, I lived on eggplant, the stove top cook's strongest ally.

People who like to cook like to talk about food....without one cook giving another cook a tip or two, human life might have died out a long time ago.

Lentils are friendly - the Miss Congeniality of the bean world.

And, for an unsurpassed double whammy, there is talking about eating while you are eating with friends.

The table is a meeting place, a gathering ground, the source of sustenance and nourishment, festivity, safety, and satisfaction. A person cooking is a person giving: Even the simplest food is a gift.

Friendship is not possible between two women one of whom is very well dressed.

A person cooking is a person giving. Even the simplest food is a gift.

We need time to defuse, to contemplate. Just as in sleep our brains relax and give us dreams, so at some time in the day we need to disconnect, reconnect, and look around us.

Beware the ideas of March... just one little letter changes the whole meaning. I love the way worms can do that.

An idea occurs in the mind, where it is confined and useless. An idea lives when it leaves the mind.

What your precious life wants to be or do—it is only up to you.

One-fourth of humanity must be eliminated from the social body. We are in charge of God's selection process for planet Earth. He selects, we destroy. We are the riders of the pale horse, Death.

The heart is the chief feature of a functioning mind.

It's not name dropping, but not many people can say, like me, that they spent the day with the likes of Francis Bacon or that boring drunk Dylan Thomas. You don't forget things like that.

We all pulled together at the right time, unfortunately, we were down 3-0 to the Yankees when we decided to do it, but we did it. And we shocked the world.

She's stupid, isn't she, Emily?

Not in his goals but in his transitions, man is great.

Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart