I have worked with several dance companies.

Beauty is like a sunset: it goes as soon as you try to capture it. The beauty you like is precisely that which escapes you.

The purpose - where I start - is the idea of use. It is not recycling, it's reuse.

By the way, Marilyn Monroe was a size 14.

A great thing happening now in art is that artists are using the figure, the body, clothing, life.

Design is not for philosophy it's for life.

Even when I work with computers, with high technology, I always try to put in the touch of the hand.

I did not want to be labelled the designer who survived the atomic bomb, and therefore I have always avoided questions about Hiroshima.

I was always interested in making clothing that is worn by people in the real world.

I started to work with cotton fabrics. I used cotton because it's easy to work with, to wash, to take care of, to wear if it's warm or cold. It's great. That was the start.

Work for money, design for love.

What's a horse doing on a spaceship" "What's pre-revolutionary France doing on a spaceship? Mickey, get a little perspective!"Dr. Who "The Girl In The Fireplace

We have not confronted forcefully enough the intolerance, sectarianism, and hopelessness that feeds violent extremism in too many parts of the globe.

Sometimes I get a little nervous about wearing white.

The only revolution that will change anything is a revolution of perception.

As is the case with all original creators, Charles Chaplin's working life was an amalgam of arrogant self-confidence and deflating self-doubt.

When I watch kids play basketball, they don't know how to think the game. They know what it should look like, but they don't know why.

Do not ask who I am and do not ask me to remain the same.

The greatest competitor of true devotion to Jesus is the service we do for Him. It is easier to serve than to pour out our lives completely for Him.

Mo Yan is the Chinese equivalent of the Soviet Russian apparatchik writer Mikhail Sholokhov: a patsy of the regime.

Love has absolutely no pattern, and no one will ever be perfect.