#lina

You don't learn knife skills at cooking school, because they give you only six onions and no matter how hard you focus on those six onions there are only six, and you're not going to learn as much as when you cut up a hundred. ↗

— Bill Buford

#experience #practice #experience

Good-bye, my moonsong and my breath, my white nights and golden days, my fresh water and my fire. Good-bye, and may you find a better life, find comfort again and your breathless smile, and when your beloved face lights up once more at the Western sunrise, be sure what I felt for you was not in vain. Good-bye and have faith, my Tatiana. ↗

— Paullina Simons

#paullina-simons #the-bronze-horseman #faith

Blood may be thicker than water, but it's certainly not as thick as ketchup. Nor does it go as well with French fries. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#bizarre #blood #crazy #culinary #food

Great food needed more than chefs; it needed gourmet diners. ↗

— Nicole Mones

#food

But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can't forgive yourself for. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#grief #jellicoe-road #love #melina-marchetta #family

Mal snickered. "What's so funny?" "I just pictured the Darkling being cornered by a sweaty duchess trying to have her way with him. ↗

— Leigh Bardugo

#funny #mal #funny

We launch when we're kind of in the same orbit that they are in terms of being matched up in inclination in space, and we're just in a little different altitude. ↗

— Linda M. Godwin

#being #different #inclination #just #kind

The only way to be inclined to write is to write to your inclination. ↗

— Terry Lander

#inspiration #writers #writers-on-writing #writing #inspirational

What do you want from me?" he asks. What I want from every person in my life, I want to tell him. More. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#melina-marchetta #life

For a moment, I wondered how different my life would have been had they been my parents, but I shook the thought away. I knew my father had done the best he could, and I had no regrets about the way I'd turned out. Regrets about the journey, maybe, but not the destination. Because however it had happened, I'd somehow ended up eating shrimp in a dingy downtown shack with a girl that I already knew I'd never forget. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#love #nicholas-sparks #north-carolina #novel #life