I Long For The Time When All

Writing And Cookery Are Just Two Different Means Of Communication.

I Long, As Does Every Human Being, To Be At Home Wherever I Find Myself.

The Happy Heart Runs With The River, Floats On The Air, Lifts To The Music, Soars With The Eagle, Hopes With The Prayer.

I Think That That's The Wisest Thing - To Prevent Illness Before We Try To Cure Something.

I Do Not Trust People Who Don't Love Themselves And Yet Tell Me, 'i Love You.' There Is An African Saying Which Is: Be Careful When A Naked Person Offers You A Shirt.