And cooking is about balance and harmony.

I never have plans for the future as you never know how things will turn out.

I need to be frightened of things. I hate it, but I must need it, because it's what I do.

You cannot truly say you live well unless you eat well.

(In cooking), there is always room for careful tinkering.

There is a vast difference between how things seem from the outside and how they feel on the inside.

I think maybe when you live with someone who is really very ill for a long time, it somehow gives you more of a greedy appetite for life and maybe, yes, you are less measured in your behaviour than you would otherwise be.