For a long time, I didn't know what I wanted to be when I grew up. I was desperate to find something that fit me and I just decided that if I could organically make a professional living out of the things that interested me, then I would be a happy person.

It doesn't matter how precisely the onion is cut as long as the person chewing it is happy.

Whether I'm making a recipe or a piece of jewelry or a white-rose-and-jasmine tea or the perfume, I like to think of myself as a happy little sorceress, and if I could just have a little general store with all that stuff and give people a sense of my taste, that would be lovely.

If I could play drums like Patrick Carney or Taylor Hawkins, I'd be a really happy person.

I had felt for a long time that, if I was ever told to get up so a white person could sit, that I would refuse to do so.

I yearned for a long, happy marriage with one person.