I, who fall short in managing my own affairs, can see just how it would profit my neighbor if I managed his.

... I saw a small boy who belongs to one of those large families who only practice at birth control.

Give me a well-cooked, well-served meal, a bouquet, and a sunset, and I can do more for a man's soul than all the cant ever preached. I can even do it without a sunset!

To cook, and to do it well, every talent must be used the strength of a prize-fighter, the imagination of a poet, the brain of an empire builder, the patience of Job, the eye and the touch of an artist, and, to turn your mistakes into edible assets, the cleverness of a politician.

I've never known a man to be beaten fairly, nor one to be elected, unfairly.

Many people believe in turning the other cheek, especially when it is your cheek.

... I feel far more hunger pangs when I am denied mental nourishment than I do at the loss of meals.

I find when death comes, it is usually a woman that is called for.

Verily, affluence brings anxiety!

I sewed good wishes and thoughts into my garments, especially so if they were wedding or graduation dresses.

I will use a form of punctuation of my own, which will be something like this - when one is beginning he takes a long breath, for this use a capital. When he stops for breath, a comma, and when it is all gone, a period. Don't know the use of a semi-colon, but expect it is when one thinks he is out of breath and isn't.