I come from a family of losers, and I've rejected ...

I want to get old gracefully. I want to have good posture, I want to be healthy and be an example to my children.

I can't really change my life to accommodate people who are jealous. I don't see why I should.

I learned to change my accent in England, your accent identifies you very strongly with a class, and I did not want to be held back.

As you age naturally, your family shows more and more on your face. If you deny that, you deny your heritage.

I was born in ancient times, at the end of the world, in a patriarchal Catholic and conservative family. No wonder that by age five I was a raging feminist - although the term had not reached Chile yet, so nobody knew what the heck was wrong with me.

My inspiration was my mom. She's a great cook, and she still cooks, and we still banter back and forth about cooking. Growing up in a mostly Portuguese community, food was important and the family table was extremely important. At a very young age I understood that.

In every age there has been a stream of popular opinion that has carried all before it, and given a family character, as it were, to the century.