Men in general judge more from appearances than from reality. All men have eyes, but few have the gift of penetration.

Accept what people offer. Drink their milkshakes. Take their love.

I would want my legacy to be that I was a great son, father and friend.

Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.

Thanksgiving just gets me all warm and tingly and all kinds of wonderful inside.

I like food. I like eating. And I don't want to deprive myself of good food.

I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I've been closer to him for that reason.

Eating is so intimate. It's very sensual. When you invite someone to sit at your table and you want to cook for them, you're inviting a person into your life.

Most of us have fond memories of food from our childhood. Whether it was our mom's homemade lasagna or a memorable chocolate birthday cake, food has a way of transporting us back to the past.

I think in terms of the day's resolutions, not the years'.

My dad was my best friend and greatest role model. He was an amazing dad, coach, mentor, soldier, husband and friend.

Sometimes too much to drink is barely enough.

The truth of the matter is that you always know the right thing to do. The hard part is doing it.

The most efficient way to live reasonably is every morning to make a plan of one's day and every night to examine the results obtained.

An organization, no matter how well designed, is only as good as the people who live and work in it.

Thanksgiving is a season that is very much in accord with the themes and teachings of Jesus Christ.

But I absolutely believe that architecture is a social activity that has to do with some sort of communication or places of interaction, and that to change the environment is to change behaviour.

A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials.

People are not disturbed by things, but by the view they take of them.

Fortune favors the prepared mind.

Man is jealous because of his amour propre; woman is jealous because of her lack of it.

I don't build in order to have clients. I have clients in order to build.

New Year's Day. A fresh start. A new chapter in life waiting to be written. New questions to be asked, embraced, and loved. Answers to be discovered and then lived in this transformative year of delight and self-discovery. Today carve out a quiet interlude for yourself in which to dream, pen in hand. Only dreams give birth to change.

If I am not for myself, who will be for me? If I am not for others, what am I? And if not now, when?