Everybody dies. There's nothing you can do about it. Whether you eat six almonds a day. Whether or not you believe in God.

We all look good for our age. Except for our necks.

My mother was a good recreational cook, but what she basically believed about cooking was that if you worked hard and prospered, someone else would do it for you.

You always think that a bolt of lightning is going to strike and your parents will magically change into the people you wish they were, or back into the people they used to be.

What I love about cooking is that after a hard day, there is something comforting about the fact that if you melt butter and add flour and then hot stock, it will get thick!

Lesbianism has always seemed to me an extremely inventive response to a shortage of men, but otherwise not worth the trouble.

That's your problem! You don't want to be in love. You want to be in love in a movie.