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Isabel Vincent

  • krisha mehtaцитирует2 года назад
    He was teaching me the art of patience, the luxury of slowing down and taking the time to think through everything I did
  • krisha mehtaцитирует2 года назад
    Cooking was a passion and sometimes a serious art form, to be shared with a select few
  • krisha mehtaцитирует2 года назад
    In hindsight, I realize he was forcing me to deconstruct my own life, to cut it back to the bone and examine the entrails, no matter how messy that proved to be
  • krisha mehtaцитирует2 года назад
    “How I ever got you is beyond belief. So don’t wake me up at this date—just let me go on thinking that I’m special enough to deserve you!”
  • krisha mehtaцитирует2 года назад
    His assertions never veered too far from certain fundamental themes—he spoke about recognizing “the stranger in all of us” and achieving what he liked to call “a resting place of the soul,” by which I now realize he meant self-­assurance and being happy in your own skin. Or as he put it, “a place in your head where you are at peace with your life, with your decisions.”
  • krisha mehtaцитирует2 года назад
    sometimes I would go to the best restaurant I knew about, and order dishes and good wines as if I were a guest of myself, to be treated with infinite courtesy.”
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