A complete lack of caution is perhaps one of the true signs of a real gourmet: he has no need for it, being filled as he is with a God-given and intelligently self-cultivated sense of gastronomical freedom.

Dictionaries are always fun, but not always reassuring.

Sharing our meals should be a joyful and a trustful act, rather than the cursory fulfillment of our social obligations.

But if I must be alone, I refuse to be alone as if it were something weak and distasteful, like convalescence.

War is a beastly business, it is true, but one proof we are human is our ability to learn, even from it, how better to exist

Or you can broil the meat, fry the onions, stew the garlic in the red wine...and ask me to supper. I'll not care, really, even if your nose is a little shiny, so long as you are self-possessed and sure that wolf or no wolf, your mind is your own and your heart is another's and therefore in the right place.

For me, a plain baked potato is the most delicious one....It is soothing and enough.