Fashion changes, but style endures.

I like fashion to go down to the street, but I can't accept that it should originate there.

If you are sad, if you are heartbroken, make yourself up, dress up, add more lipstick and attack.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

Great loves too must be endured.

I'm so sick of immaturity, of name-calling, of labels, of gossip, of high school. It doesn't make sense anymore, and I find myself being nice to people that I want to strangle.

Gentleness doesn't get work done unless you happen to be a hen laying eggs.