Give me a well-cooked, well-served meal, a bouquet, and a sunset, and I can do more for a man's soul than all the cant ever preached. I can even do it without a sunset!

I, who fall short in managing my own affairs, can see just how it would profit my neighbor if I managed his.

Many people believe in turning the other cheek, especially when it is your cheek.

I sewed good wishes and thoughts into my garments, especially so if they were wedding or graduation dresses.

I've never known a man to be beaten fairly, nor one to be elected, unfairly.

To cook, and to do it well, every talent must be used; the strength of a prize-fighter, the imagination of a poet, the brain of an empire builder, the patience of Job, the eye and the touch of an artist, and, to turn your mistakes into edible assets, the cleverness of a politician.

... I feel far more hunger pangs when I am denied mental nourishment than I do at the loss of meals.