“For Elizabeth, cooking wasn’t some preordained feminine duty. As she’d told Calvin, cooking was chemistry. That’s because cooking actually is chemistry.”
″‘Now that I think about it, I do have one regret.’
‘Much better,’ he said. ‘Now we’re getting somewhere.’ He clicked his pen back open. ‘Let’s hear it.’
‘Pencils... I regret not having more of them.‘”
″‘Whenever you start doubting yourself,’ she said, turning back to the audience, ‘whenever you feel afraid, just remember. Courage is the root of change—and change is what we’re chemically designed to do. So when you wake up tomorrow, make this pledge. No more holding yourself back. No more subscribing to others’ opinions of what you can and cannot achieve.‘”