CONNIE’S QUOTES:
What I like about food photography is that you could make ANYONE drool: old people, young people, men, women, kidsit is the most sincere form of enticement, and you can do it without compromising your morality. (As long as you watch your cholesterol level.)


(in a Spanish accent) Oyé, hombré, fear eeth like a chargeeng bool. You haf to be a matador. You haf to puff out your chest and wave a huge red handkercheef een front of eet and say, ‘¡O no, not here… not there…no, no—okay, bye bye now!’


Like everyone, I have had times when I was weak. The older you get, the more you learn that you cannot be strong for yourself alone. More and more people depend on you. Being strong cannot be a selfish matter. Generosity in strength does not only become the order of the day, but of a lifetime.


Art and cynicism should not coexist in an artist. It distorts his perception of what is beautiful, like a chef making a peanut butter and sardine sandwich. Going down or coming back up, it still tastes bad.


You have to do your best to regain composure the instant you find you are morally exhausted. It is our principles and those who love us for our moral generosity that determine the quality of our character.


It hurts me to see people hurt lose faith in themselves and their right to living, and I’m daunted to high heaven, but I cannot not say anything; change has to start somewhere.


Being pretty pretty just ain’t pretty enough.


More often than not you will be rejected for doing the right thing. But also more often than not you will gain the love of people best worthy of respect.


When I touch his face and he looks at me, I see an angel. He was never evil; just lost, confused, stumbling on jagged rocks and slippery slopes of fashionable, misguided philosophies. Then there are those who, as if by instinct, declined fashionability and clung to principles history has proven to be noble, and what difficult but splendid lives they lead.


Only kindness matters in everything that you do. Nothing soothes the soul better, and it is through your kindness you will best be remembered for.


Well hell’s bells, Margaret, don’tcha think we oughta do sumthin’?


Should a man’s character be decided on by hearsay or ambiguous impressions, a kind person will take his time to look in more deeply before deciding on another’s character, even at the expense of hurting himself. He respects the truth; it is the basis of all ethics, which are integral in all acts of kindness.


How does one endure heartbreak and still be noble? Present yourself options on how to react. Pick the one which has the kindest exit and the one which will give your oppressor the fewest reasons to offend you further.


It is fashionably and regrettably common to say ‘I don’t regret anything,’ hence the redundancy of mistakes completely avoidable. Regret that you hurt someone, whether intentionally or through carelessness of words or actions. Then perhaps, upon recognizing your flaws, you might begin to improve, make up for your mistakes and cause fewer offenses to others.


Skin, lips, hair, hands...sinuous textured marvel, under my fingertips. It is fascinating, the subtlety, the voicelessness, of this language. To touch, behold, breathe in, complex yet simple, how wonderful that we can discuss so quietly, fluently, lovingly, an invisible aesthetic miracle of life.


I get all goggle-eyed when I see a pretty dress, but then I say to myself (in a posh British accent), ‘priorities, Connie, dah-ling, priorities. You’ve got a brain, haven’t you? Use it.’ Oh well, another pretty dress, some other day keeps the credit card companies from nagging away…


It is an accident of birth: attractive aesthetic physicality, a pretty face, a robust form. To surrender to vanity and neglect to infuse the soul with humanity is all too common an enterprise. It leaves the soul wanting. There is no beautiful body which lacks a soul.


When I try to be brilliant for vanity’s sake, I end up not brilliant at all. Brilliancy is not unlike how Shakespeare described mercy. ‘It is twice blessed: it blesseth the one who gives and the one who takes.’


Eugene Onegin complex: he knows in his heart he is heading the wrong direction but continuously tells the world he has no secret longing to be saved from himself.


Today I was kind to someone who had been unkind to me. I don’t know if he was shocked...but he was grateful.


The world today, with its principles in a confused state, when it overrides the heart of someone innately good, is a travesty. But I find the older I get the less room I have for resentment.


A genius cannot be a product of his times. He must be infinitely beautiful, his principles timeless, and his love affair with humanity insatiable...


On contributing to the invention of the atomic bomb, Einstein said, ‘Had I known, I should have been a watchmaker.’ How can we cause so much hurt? It is because we are at times too preoccupied with the limits we can break, that we fail to think of the consequences of breaking them.


Having your heart broken is a blessing in disguise. It gives you the opportunity to learn how not to break someone else’s.


(in a Russian accent) Oy, I’m avraid I have to turn down ze wodka…my liver is tellink me I have to be good tonight.


If you cannot look to your friends and family for honor, watch a movie or read a book with an honorable hero. Don’t allow yourself to become lost because others are.


My love, I so deeply want to save you, but you must also want to save yourself, and my heart will give all the kindness it can afford. It is not only me who needs to be kind. You must also be kind to yourself.


It is the hardest thing to be kind to someone who has hurt your heart, but it is the way of honor.


We don’t deal with mathematical equations; we deal with people. Then there comes the difference between man and woman and how there are residual qualities in certain occupations which makes a woman less of a woman—or even a human being less than a human being—less kind, less forgiving, less moral. Some have called me brilliant or a genius, but the truth is that I try and cannot say more beyond that. I had the complications of common teenage insecurity like anyone else, partnered with precocity. I did not get through it as gracefully as I would have liked, but I love humanity and will continue to try, but don’t we all? And I say that with a quiet smile in my heart.
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