I don't like women who are multiform, who wear many different shapes. Women who retain a unique shape are usually unique people.

How can you live the high life if you do not wear the high heels?

Perfume follows you; it chases you and lingers behind you. It's a reference mark. Perfume makes silence talk.

You can create fashion everywhere in the world, but the place where you are crowned is Paris.

Perfume is like a parenthesis, a moment of freedom, peace, love and sensuality in between the disturbances of modern living.

It doesn't matter one damn bit whether fashion is art or not. You don't question whether an incredible chef is an artist or not-his cakes are delicious and that's all that matters.

The essence of seduction for me in a man, although it stems from his rough, almost rough-neck looks, still contains something of the woman: he must be seductive and intelligent.

I think in the darkest moments, we need a break.

Being one step ahead of a fashion trend is not so important to me. What matters is to always forge ahead.

I was rather free, and I always did what I wanted to do, sometimes without listening to the people who warned me not to do this or that.

I love chocolate. Black chocolate with marshmallow inside, caramel inside. If I could only have two foods, I'd take some fantastic chocolate. And some terrible chocolate. I love the Clark Bar.

Dignity, and even holiness too, sometimes, are more questions of coat and waistcoat than some people imagine.

So, I must be taken as I have been made. The success is not mine, the failure is not mine, but the two together make me.

Beware of critics of education who cloak their desire to protect privilege (and inequality) in the garb of educational reform.

Waiting patiently for the fatest bone is a dog's lifestyle.

Love has no value in the absence of truth.

Human Salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted.

All men can bear a familiar, definite misfortune better than the cruel alternations of a fate which, from one moment to another, brings excessive joy or sorrow.

Treachery, though at first very cautious, in the end betrays itself.

Laugh, if thou art wise.

What you do not eliminate - you accumulate.