Poor, darling fellow - he died of food. He was killed by the dinner table.

All my life I've pursued the perfect red.

Before even the technique, there is a dream. Chanel had it. The dream is everything.

Balenciaga did the most delicious evening clothes. Clothes aren't delicious any more.

I wonder about prisoners. They're told, "You are free, you are innocent, you can go anywhere." I'm sure they usually feel nothing. They don't burst into tears or hysterics or joy or "I told you so." It's nothing. To be on the straight path isn't a bloody thing. It's just ordinary.

A funny person is funny only for so long, but a wit can sit down and go on being spellbinding forever.

There’s only one thing in life, and that’s the continual renewal of inspiration.