Sometimes I Would Almost Rather Have People

Never, Never Rest Contented With Any Circle Of Ideas, But Always Be Certain That A Wider One Is Still Possible.

My Kitchen Is A Mystical Place, A Kind Of Temple For Me. It Is A Place Where The Surfaces Seem To Have Significance, Where The Sounds And Odors Carry Meaning That Transfers From The Past And Bridges To The Future.

There's A Period Of Life When We Swallow A Knowledge Of Ourselves And It Becomes Either Good Or Sour Inside.

I Never Ask Myself How I Do What I Do. After All, How Does It Rain?

Sometimes You Think The Whole World Is Falling, And It's Only Yourself That's Leaning.