Three months before he died, I began to steal things from my father's house. I wandered around barefoot and slipped objects into my pockets. I took blush, toothpaste, two chipped finger bowls in celadon blue, a bottle of nail polish,… — Lisa Brennan-Jobs Copy Share Image
Prosciutto should be thin and let light through like stained glass. Even I know that. — Lisa Brennan-Jobs Copy Share Image
I think you save things from your past that you don't quite understand, and you put them in a box, and you save them… — Lisa Brennan-Jobs Copy Share Image
Until I was two, my mother supplemented her welfare payments by cleaning houses and waitressing. My father didn't help. — Lisa Brennan-Jobs Copy Share Image
I don't like catching myself in the mirror because it's like, 'Oh, self.' — Lisa Brennan-Jobs Copy Share Image
It's not a fun thing to be the person set up in opposition to the work everyone loves. — Lisa Brennan-Jobs Copy Share Image
When I was growing up in California, being vegetarians differentiated my mother and me from normal, held us away from the masses. — Lisa Brennan-Jobs Copy Share Image
Italy was where the soul went to find calm and love, and I wanted to hold the best of it in the palm of… — Lisa Brennan-Jobs Copy Share Image
