I was never a spy. I was with the OSS organization. We had a number of women, but we were all office help.

We hit it off immediately, especially Helene, who was a 'swallow-life-in-big-gulps' kind of person.

I don't think about whether people will remember me or not. I've been an ok person. I've learned a lot. I've taught people a thing or two. That's what's important.

If you're not ready to fail, you're not going to learn how to cook.

Upon reflection, I decided I had three main weaknesses: I was confused (evidenced by a lack of facts, an inability to coordinate my thoughts, and an inability to verbalize my ideas); I had a lack of confidence, which cause me to back down from forcefully stated positions; and I was overly emotional at the expense of careful, 'scientific' though. I was thirty-seven years old and still discovering who I was.

If you're buying tomatoes pick them up and smell them-they should have a lovely perfume. They need to be kept at fifty degrees or above, particularly during the growing season, because that's when they develop their flavor.

I still feel that French cooking is the most important in the world, one of the few that has rules. If you follow the rules, you can do pretty well.