The French Cook; We Open

It Isn't Enough To Love People Because They're Good To You, Or Because In Some Way Or Other You're Going To Get Something By It. We Have To Love Because We Love Loving.

Honesty Of Thought And Speech And Written Word Is A Jewel, And They Who Curb Prejudice And Seek Honorably To Know And Speak The Truth Are The Only Builders Of A Better Life.

The Beginnings And Endings Of All Human Undertakings Are Untidy.

There Are Moments When Nature Reveals The Passion Hidden Beneath The Careless Calm Of Her Ordinary Moods-violent Spring Flashing White On Almond-blossom Through The Purple Clouds; A Snowy, Moonlit Peak, With Its Single Star, Soaring Up To The Passionate Blue; Or Against The Flames Of Sunset, An Old Yew-tree Standing Dark Guardian Of Some Fiery Secret.

Early Morning Does Not Mince Words.