Frances Mayes Quotes
Top 56 wise famous quotes and sayings by Frances Mayes
Frances Mayes Famous Quotes & Sayings
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[As Chevalley says,] 'Sicilians never want to improve for the simple reason that they think themselves perfect ...
One habit: choosing a book and starting each day with a dedicated time of reading and gazing, becoming an apprentice to a mind I admire.
There is no technique, there is just the way to do it.
Now, are we going to measure or are we going to cook?
Now, are we going to measure or are we going to cook?
But, really, such an uprooting is instinctual. Time to rebel. Internal gears began to grind, propelling you forward - then you invent the reasons. My
Often, seemingly spontaneous acts come from a deep, unacknowledged place, and a sudden decision feels inevitable and right.
I would like The Discovery of Poetry to be a field guide to the natural pleasures of language - a happiness we were born to have.
Anytime the perfume of orange and lemon groves wafts in the window; the human body has to feel suffused with a languorous well-being.
When I was twelve, I started reading Eudora Welty, Thomas Wolfe, Flannery O'Connor, James Agee, and - do we dare breathe the name - William Faulkner.
I'll always marvel at the liveliness of southern speech-so full of metaphor and hyperbole, quirks and vividness.
All afternoon in the deck chair, I try to describe to my notebook the colors of the water and sky. How to translate sunlight into words?
A Chinese poet many centuries ago noticed that to re-create something in words is like being alive twice.
[As Garibaldi says,] 'Sleep, my dear Chevalley, sleep, that is what Sicilians want, and they will always hate anyone who tries to wake them ...
And my mother, whose radius of travel was short, tied the letters with ribbon and kept them in her desk, When you get the chance, she said to me, go.
Although I am a person who expected to be rooted in one spot forever, as it has turned out I love having the memories of living in many places.
In my notboredom but lack of available activity, I eavesdrop from their closet, hunching down among the Capezios and crinolines piled on the floor.
I think I went to Italy initially for the art, architecture, food and history, but I stayed there because of the people in Cortona.
Falling in love with a book brings the same catapulting madness and zest that falling in love with a person brings.
Behind sunglasses we linger over espresso, talking about pizza as an art form, the geekiness of people's travel clothes ...
My idea of heaven still is to drive the gravel farm roads of Umbria and Tuscany, very pleasantly lost.
Whatever a guidebook says, wether or not you leave somewhere with a sense of the place is entirely a matter of smell and instinct.
Where is it written that houses must be beige? Any dun colored house would look better if painted pineapple, cream, ochre, or even a smart sage.
Look if you like but you will have to leap. Yes, I've always known that; I just didn't know that I knew.