All my life I’ve pursued the perfect red. I can never get painters to mix it for me. It’s exactly as if I’d said, ‘I want rococo with a spot of Gothic in it and a bit of Buddhist temple’—they have no idea what I’m talking about. About the best red is to copy the color of a child’s cap in any Renaissance portrait.

If it's not there in fashion, fantasize it.

I think part of my success as an editor came from never worrying about a fact, a cause, an atmosphere. It was me—projecting to the public. That was my job. I think I always had a perfectly clear view of what was possible for the public. Give ‘em what they never knew they wanted.

If it isn't a passion, it isn't burning, it isn't on fire, you haven't lived.

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

There's only one very good life and that's the life you know you want and you make it yourself.

Of course I was always mad about the ballet russe, mad about it!