[Patrizio Bertelli or Gildo Zegna] are individuals who are superbusy, traveling all the time. You can't think they will have the time to attend all the meetings.

I don't like fashionistas. They only wear the brand. You want to become a fashionista? Easy! Spend money.

Giving back is the new luxury.

My view is not just to find young talents, it's to support them too.

Bloggers now have no concept. They are given things; they put them on, take pictures, and then just disappear from sight. Who cares?

Fashion is a mirror of the era in which we live. Why should the magazine be disconnected from reality? It's not like in the past.

I feel what is in the air. I go with my instinct.

Think of Instagram. Journalism will continue to exist, but communication is now visual.

Today it's normal. Photos used to be a support to the text, but we turned things around, reducing the words to a minimum.

Social media are fundamental to communicate and understand what happens in the world. It's a point of view and an immediate commentary.

Vogue is not a practical magazine, it provides sensations, feeling, moods, you like the photos.

The real question is not whether machines think but whether men do. The mystery which surrounds a thinking machine already surrounds a thinking man.

They say sound is vibration and it got my mind shaking/ Can you feel it vibrating? I call it Vibe Ratings

Cleveland's a great place when you're a kid. You hardly ever get sunburned, without the sun shining.

When the 'Batman' TV series was taken to the silver screen, one of America's favourite sweethearts would don the mask and claws of Catwoman.

It is one of history's ironies that Communism, advertised as a classless society, tended to breed a privileged class of feudal proportions.

I love blogging, even though apparently it's still dying, and hate it when I have too much going on to do so regularly.

No idea is isolated, but is only what it is among all ideas.

Anyone can devise a plan by which good people may go to Heaven. Only God can devise a plan whereby sinners, who are His enemies, can go to Heaven.

Things change, and not always for the better.

There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven't had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.