The two greatest mannequins of the century were Gertrude Stein and Edith Sitwell - unquestionably. You just couldn't take a bad picture of those two old girls

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

I always say I hope to God I die in a town with a good tailor, a good shoemaker, and perhaps someone who's interested in a little quelque chose d'autre.

I've always had such wonderful opportunities, but I never made the effort, haven't put on the pressure. But I never took them.

You've got to have style, it helps you get out of bed in the morning.

All my life I've pursued the perfect red.

What do I think about the way most people dress? Most people are not something one thinks about.