When there’s a lot of it around, you never want it very much.

When you’re little, time stretches obligingly, and vacation is forever.

I believe that one’s basic financial attitudes are – like a tendency toward fat knees – probably formed in utero, or, at the very latest, in cribbo.

But let me say this about learning experiences: they’re weird. Or put it this way: what you learn from a learning experience is generally something else.

I didn’t learn for years that you generally find your Self after you quit looking for it.

On their return from a trip, it is wise to see friends promptly, before they’ve had time to get their pictures developed.

Facts must be faced. Vegetables simply don’t taste as good as most other things do.

You don’t get over hating to cook, any more than you get over having big feet.

One of the loveliest things about being grown up is the knowledge that never again will I have to go through the miserable business of performing in Mrs. Smedley’s Annual Piano Recital at McKinleyville’s First Presbyterian Church.

Kitchens were different then, too – not only what came out of them, but their smells and sounds. A hot pie cooling smells different from a frozen pie thawing.