I don't know when the word fashion came into being, but it was an evil day. For thousands of years people got along with something called style and maybe, in another thousand, we'll go back to it.

Women want to wear what they do because of what goes on in their heads. Their size and shape have practically nothing to do with it.

It is impossible to be completely abstract about clothes because they have no life unless they are worn. They must fit onto a body or they do not exist.

No garment which distorts the shape and motion of the wearer is beautiful, nor s any garment beautiful which emphasizes more than one or at most two of your sexual characteristics.

There is no word in English for chic. Why should there be? Everything chic is by legend French. Perhaps everything chic is in reality French.

Chic is a combination of style and fashion.

One of the most fascinating things about the world of fashion is that practically no one knows who inhabits it or why it exists. There are a few people who know how it works, but they won't tell.

rule number one for all American women: You are to be seen and felt, but not heard. Listen and do as you are told and everything will be all right.

After marriage, all things change. And one of them better be you.

Style doesn't change every month or every year. It only changes as often as there is a real change in the point of view and lives of the people for whom it is produced.

If you feel like getting a divorce, you are no exception to the general rule.

Sometimes the best answers to prayer are the ones God doesn't answer.

The president notices that when he takes off his coat to dig, people take more notice of the visual than they did his preceding remarks.

Patriots must have the ideas and the tools so that we can recruit, sow the seeds of doubt, and take the fight to the enemy's safe place.

For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.

One must open men's eyes, not tear them out.

A friend will tell you she saw your old boyfriend - and he's a priest.

If you don't risk doing something foolish, you'll never do anything special.

Love is a fever," she said. "And when you come out of it you'll discover whether you've been lucky - or not.

Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working.

The Dallas Cowboys are in big trouble.