I’m too drunk to taste this chicken.
I made a resolve then that I was going to amount to something if I could. And no hours, nor amount of labor, nor amount of money would deter me from giving the best that there was in me. And I have done that ever since, and I win by it. I know.
I’ve only had two rules. Do all you can and do it the best you can. It’s the only way you ever get that feeling of accomplishing something.
I just say the moral out of my life is don’t quit at age 65, maybe your boat hasn’t come in yet. Mine hadn’t.
The hard way builds solidly a foundation of confidence that cannot be swept away.
I think a dream is just a suggestion to start something out, do something.
A lot of learned men think people really are the food theyve eaten.
I was sixty-six years old. I still had to make a living. I looked at my social security check of 105 dollars and decided to use that to try to franchise my chicken recipe. Folks had always liked my chicken.
There’s something inside of me that makes me want to help people, especially people who are having difficulty of some kind.
I’ve read hundreds of cookbooks. Most of those cookbooks don’t even tell you how to get a steak ready, how to bake biscuits or an apple pie.
Scientists are a bunch of romantics.
Work is the basis of living. I’ll never retire. A man’ll rust out quicker than he’ll wear out.
My life isn’t over and I’m not going to sit in a rocking chair and take money from the government.
Feed the poor and get rich or feed the rich and get poor.
I am not too proud of having my name associated with some of my restaurants.
Hard work beats all the tonics and vitamins in the world.
The food I’ve liked in my time is American country cookin’.
Don’t be against things so much as for things.
I’ve read hundreds of cookbooks. For my money, they are the bird.
To me, my recipes are priceless.
You got to like your work. You have got to like what you are doing, you have got to be doing something worthwhile so you can like it – because it is worthwhile, that it makes a difference, don’t you see?