“Nothing was eaten in the house that was not seasoned in the broth of longing.”
“Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.”
“Winter was nothing but a season of snow; spring, allergies; and summer...It was the worst. That was swimsuit season.”
“Too many cooks spoil the broth”
“Most people are blind to magic. They move through a blank and empty world. They’re bored with their lives, and there’s nothing they can do about it. They’re eaten alive by longing, and they’re dead before they die.”
“I am the broth of love. Make soup to me.”