Trollope is endlessly gripping, though it's rather crunchy granola: you chomp your way resolutely through it, and it's worth it because the story is so good.

I have a fantastic relationship with money. I use it to buy my freedom.

I am not interested in the past, except as the road to the future.

It is nice to have valid competition, it pushes you to do better.

It’s not the quality of the sketch. It’s the quality of the idea.

I really want to make clothes that are feminine and help women look beautiful.

I never fall down. I always fight.

Glamour is back, but with a minimalist touch.

I want to be a designer for my time.

Designing came to me. I didn’t have to move.

The world is full of people whose notion of a satisfactory future is, in fact, a return to the idealized past.

I think of an author as somebody who goes into the marketplace and puts down his rug and says, "I will tell you a story," and then he passes the hat.

I was afraid and did not know what I feared, which is the worst kind of fear.

It was as though she was an exile from a world that saw things her way.

If you bring curiosity to your work it will cease to be merely a job and become a door through which you enter the best that life has to give you.

If a man wants to be of the greatest possible value to his fellow-creatures, let him begin the long, solitary process of perfecting himself.

Every man is wise when attacked by a mad dog; fewer when pursued by a mad woman; only the wisest survive when attacked by a mad notion.

There is no nonsense so gross that society will not, at some time, make a doctrine of it and defend it with every weapon of communal stupidity.

It is lost, lovely child, somewhere in the ragbag that I laughingly refer to as my memory.