Fashion becomes unfashionable. Style never.
Women need to be beautiful to be loved by men, and stupid enough to love them.
Fashion: a beautiful thing that becomes ugly. Art: an ugly thing that becomes beautiful.
That's what fame is: solitude.
If a man talks bad about all women, it usually means he was burned by one woman.
There is no time for cut-and-dried monotony. There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time!