As soon as you set foot on a yacht you belong to some man, not to yourself, and you die of boredom.

Elegance is refusal.

I love luxury. And luxury lies not in richness and ornateness but in the absence of vulgarity. Vulgarity is the ugliest word in our language. I stay in the game to fight it.

I consider lace to be one of the prettiest imitations ever made of the fantasy of nature

I trained myself. Long ago, `Boy' [Arthur] Capel introduced me to 'Bludgeon the Poor!' (Assommons les pauvres!) which, rejecting resignation, informed my moral outlook for life.

I was the one who changed, it wasn't fashion. I was the one who was in fashion.

He who does not enjoy his own company is usually right.