Who would dare to say that what we have destroyed was worth a hundred times more than what we had dreamt and ceaselessly transfigured in murmuring to the ruins?

In the light of our egos$$$ we are all dethroned monarchs.

Life is a beautiful magnificent thing$$$ even to a jellyfish.

Once you have mastered a technique$$$ you barely have to look at a recipe again.

The only real stumbling block is fear of failure. In cooking$$$ you've got to have a what-the-hell attitude.

I remain just one thing$$$ and one thing only$$$ and that is a clown. It places me on a far higher plane than any politician.

The mind never puts forth greater power over itself when in great trials$$$ it yields up calmly its desires$$$ affections$$$ and interests in God. There are seasons when to be still demands immeasurably higher strength than to act. Composure is often the highest result of power.

Those who create are rare; those who cannot are numerous. Therefore$$$ the latter are stronger.

You live but once; you might as well be amusing.

One would think a writer would be happy here -- if a writer is ever happy anywhere.