Prada is something that should be so mundane, like clothes.

What you wear is how you present yourself to the world, especially today, when human contacts are so quick. Fashion is instant language.

Women always try to tame themselves as they get older, but the ones who look best are often a bit wilder.

You cannot do something just for the money. You have to do things you believe in and eventually you will make money.

Ugly is attractive, ugly is exciting. Maybe because it is newer. The investigation of ugliness is, to me, more interesting than the bourgeois idea of beauty. And why? Because ugly is human.

I always wanted to be different. I always wanted to be first.

What you wear represents you to the world, especially now, when communication between people is so fast. Fashion is a universal language that everyone understands.

You have to embrace the world if you want to live in it now.

What interests me most is when a work of art is no longer just an object, but also touches reality and life.

I always loved aesthetics. Not particularly fashion, but an idea of beauty.

Daring to wear something different takes effort.

What could a person like Emily do? Could she possibly satisfy both sides? Or would that only end badly?

Teach your kids by modeling what you claim to believe.

During childhood, it’s about trying to help develop who your kid’s going to be. During adolescence, it’s about responding to who your kid wants to be.

I don’t know what more to say... I did not follow up in the days to come. I did not, I did, I should, I could... Just like that, I let that entire ordeal go.

Prayer ought to be short and pure, unless it be prolonged by the inspiration of Divine grace.

His body rigid with terror as he waited for the savages to something horrible to him—bash his head with clubs, or stab him with spears, or… …or tap him on the shoulder.

Now since I've gotten back into it, I've been listening to a lot more of the 1990s death metal type stuff.

Though a man cannot abstain from being weak, he may from being vicious.

Tonight's the night. It's gonna be alright.

I was watching him crawl, Back over the wall-! Then bang! Crash! And the lightning flash! And- well, that's another story, Never mind- Anyway.