#fr

I don't often reread my own books, unless I am going into another in the series and need to refresh my mood when originating the concept. ↗

— Anne McCaffrey

#another #books #concept #going #i

Let men decide firmly what they will not do, and they will be free to do vigorously what they ought to do. ↗

— Mencius

#firmly #free #men #ought #vigorously

No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting his scent with the flowers of spring. ↗

— Samuel Johnson

#delighting #flowers #fruits #his #man

Wine gives a man nothing... it only puts in motion what had been locked up in frost. ↗

— Samuel Johnson

#frost #gives #had #locked #locked up

All theory is against freedom of the will; all experience for it. ↗

— Samuel Johnson

#against #experience #theory #will

I use the language I use to my friends. They wouldn't believe me if I used some high-flown literary language. I want them to believe me. ↗

— Adrian Mitchell

#friends #i #language #literary #me

Because I'm a chef, I eat out frequently, so it's hard for me to control what I consume in terms of calories. But when I'm at home, I eat what my wife cooks for me. She works hard to avoid making foods that are high in calories and cholesterol, so most of the time, she makes vegetarian dishes. ↗

— Masaharu Morimoto

#because #calories #chef #cholesterol #consume

Culture and tradition have to change little by little. So 'new' means a little twist, a marriage of Japanese technique with French ingredients. My technique. Indian food, Korean food; I put Italian mozzarella cheese with sashimi. I don't think 'new new new.' I'm not a genius. A little twist. ↗

— Masaharu Morimoto

#cheese #culture #food #french #genius

I kind of realize that I have a tendency to choose the kind of films I watched when I was a kid and would go home and pretend with my friends that we were in those movies after we saw them. ↗

— Samuel L. Jackson

#choose #films #friends #go #go home

When you are old, at evening candle-lit beside the fire bending to your wool, read out my verse and murmur, "Ronsard writ this praise for me when I was beautiful." And not a maid but, at the sound of it, though nodding at the stitch on broidered stool, will start awake, and bless love's benefit whose long fidelities bring Time to school. I shall be thin and ghost beneath the earth by myrtle shade in quiet after pain, but you, a crone, will crouch beside the hearth mourning my love and all your proud disdain. And since what comes to-morrow who can say? Live, pluck the roses of the world to-day. ↗

— Pierre de Ronsard

#helene #love #beauty