I'm just someone who likes cooking and for whom sharing food is a form of expression.

Nobody can enjoy unless we all enjoy, truly enjoy.

Some of us are timid. We think we have something to lose so we don't try for that next hill.

I love the song 'I Hope You Dance' by Lee Ann Womack. I was going to write that song, but someone beat me to it.

The whites were really brutishly ignorant, blitheringly, so they killed people sometimes - just came into the African-American community and maimed people because they didn't agree with God's choice for the colors of the people's skin.

Never whine. Whining lets a brute know that a victim is in the neighborhood.

In a long meter hymn, a singer - they call it 'lays out a line.' And then the whole church joins in in repeating that line. And they form a wall of harmony so tight, you can't wedge a pin between it.