The first gathering of salads, radishes and herbs made me feel like a mother about her baby - how could anything so beautiful be mine?

As if a cookbook had anything to do with writing.

The first gathering of salads, radishes and herbs made me feel like a mother about her baby - how could anything so beautiful be mine?

Experience is never at bargain price.

Some time all kinds of letters will be published to the ineffable delight of endless readers.

Sex is perhaps like culture - a luxury that only becomes an art after generations of leisurely acquaintance. Why we scarcely approach either as individuals - it's mass propulsion still!

the French write plays and paint as naturally as we play jazz - it's just a national gift.