I love chicken fingers I love French fries. I love desserts. I'm not just into dessert or just into savoury food. I love it all. I'm a pig. I love food. So it takes a lot of discipline to eat healthy.

All I ever wanted to do was to make food accessible to everyone to show that you can make mistakes - I do all the time - but it doesn't matter.

In addition to contributing to erosion pollution food poisoning and the dead zone corn requires huge amounts of fossil fuel - it takes a half gallon of fossil fuel to produce a bushel of corn.

We manage the fear I manage the fear but it certainly takes its toll the strain does.

Necessity of action takes away the fear of the act and makes bold resolution the favorite of fortune.

So fear helps me from making mistakes but I make lot of mistakes.

We should face reality and our past mistakes in an honest adult way. Boasting of glory does not make glory and singing in the dark does not dispel fear.

Do not fear mistakes. There are none.

The scariest thought in the world is that someday I'll wake up and realize I've been sleepwalking through my life: underappreciating the people I love making the same hurtful mistakes over and over a slave to neuroses fear and the habitual.

The thirst for powerful sensations takes the upper hand both over fear and over compassion for the grief of others.