There was something immensely comforting, I found, about a crumpet - so comforting that I've never forgotten about them and have even learned to make them myself against those times when I have no other source of supply.

Peas went with carrots as infallibly as ham went with eggs. For years I thought carrots and peas grew on the same vine.

Every idea is my last. I feel sure of it. So, I try to do the best with each as it comes and that's where my responsibility ends. But I just don't wait for ideas. I look for them. Constantly. And if I don't use the ideas that I find, they're going to quit showing up.

I believe that one's basic financial attitudes are - like a tendency toward fat knees - probably formed in utero, or, at the very latest, in cribbo.

You're not supposed to cuss when you're an old lady, and just when there's so much more to cuss about.

This is your dividing line, by the way, between child and nonchild - when the first trouble happens that Mama can't fix.

This wild emaciated look appeals to some women, though not to many men, who are seldom seen pinning up a Vogue illustration in a machine shop.