Dawn comes slowly but dusk is rapid.

Experience is never at bargain price.

But I don't want nutrition. I want food!

As if a cookbook had anything to do with writing.

Illness sets the mind free sometimes to roam and surmise.

the French write plays and paint as naturally as we play jazz - it's just a national gift.

In the menu, there should be a climax and a culmination. Come to it gently. One will suffice.

Some time all kinds of letters will be published to the ineffable delight of endless readers.

This has been a most wonderful evening. Gertrude has said things tonight it will take her 10 years to understand.

There is nothing that is comparable to it, as satisfactory or as thrilling, as gathering the vegetables one has grown.

The first gathering of salads, radishes and herbs made me feel like a mother about her baby - how could anything so beautiful be mine?

What is sauce for the goose may be sauce for the gander but is not necessarily sauce for the chicken, the duck, the turkey or the guinea hen.

What is sauce for the goose may be sauce for the gander, but it is not necessarily sauce for the chicken, the duck, the turkey or the Guinea hen.

Sex is perhaps like culture - a luxury that only becomes an art after generations of leisurely acquaintance. Why we scarcely approach either as individuals - it's mass propulsion still!

I have just learned a delicious French usage. On wedding invitations when they say the mass is at noon they mean one o'clock -when they say at noon precise they mean half after twelve - and when they say at very precisely noon they mean noon.

The first gatherings of the garden in May of salads, radishes and herbs made me feel like a mother about her baby - how could anything so beautiful be mine. And this emotion of wonder filled me for each vegetable as it was gathered every year. There is nothing that is comparable to it, as satisfactory or as thrilling, as gathering the vegetables one has grown.

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