The true cook is the perfect blend, the only perfect blend, of artist and philosopher. He knows his worth: he holds in his palm the happiness of mankind, the welfare of generations yet unborn.
I do not hate the man, but his vices.
Life is not merely to be alive, but to be well.
Wine and women bring misery.
Tomorrow's life is too late. Live today.
Can the fish love the fisherman? [Lat. , Piscatorem piscis amare potest?]
Believing hear, what you deserve to hear: Your birthday as my own to me is dear. . . But yours gives most; for mine did only lend Me to the world; yours gave to me a friend.
Human nature is not black and white but black and grey.
Greed is an imperfection that defiles the mind; hate is an imperfection that defiles the mind; delusion is an imperfection that defiles the mind.
You can't get blase about something you haven't done yet.
Better to have one woman on your side than ten men.