I just say the moral out of my life is don't quit at age 65, maybe your boat hasn't come in yet. Mine hadn't.

The easy way is efficacious and speedy, the hard way arduous and long. But, as the clock ticks, the easy way becomes harder and the hard way becomes easier. And as the calendar records the years, it becomes increasingly evident that the easy way rests hazardously upon shifting sands, whereas the hard way builds solidly a foundation of confidence that cannot be swept away.

People are just like farm equipment. They rust out quicker than they wear out.

There's something inside of me that makes me want to help people, especially people who are having difficulty of some kind.

I made a resolve then that I was going to amount to something if I could. And no hours, nor amount of labor, nor amount of money would deter me from giving the best that there was in me. And I have done that ever since, and I win by it. I know.

I am not too proud of having my name associated with some of my restaurants.

I've read hundreds of cookbooks. For my money, they are the bird.