Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness. And they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy... or they become legend.

I'm afraid that eating in restaurants reflects one's experiences with movies, art galleries, novels, music - that is, characterized by mild amusement but with an overall feeling of stupidity and shame. Better to cook for yourself.

Given free rein, our imagination can get infinite.

Marriage is survived just on the basis of ordinary etiquette, day in and day out. Also cooking together helps a lot... I've seen all these marriages that failed. Those people are always hollering at each other. That doesn't work.

I enjoy about 1 out of 100 movies, it's about the same proportion to books published that I care to read.

Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness. And they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy... or they become legend.

We are supposed to write poetry to keep the gods alive.

We are delightfully trapped by our memories. I can't drink a bottle of Chateauneuf-du-Pape Vieux Telegraphe without revisiting a hotel bistro in Luzerne, Switzerland, where I ate a large bowl of a peppery Basque baby goat stew. A sip and a bite. A bite and sip. Goose bumps come with the divine conjunction of food and wine.