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.

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.

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

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.

She [Nana] listened to his [Steiner's] propositions, turning them down every time with a shake of the head and that provocative laughter which is peculiar to full-bodied blondes.

If you take something then take only the best of all.

Life for the Italians was what it was, no more and no less, an interlude between meals

For every traveller who has any taste of his own, the only useful guidebook will be the one which he himself has written.

Nothing happens by itself... it all will come your way, once you understand that you have to make it come your way, by your own exertions.

My adolescence progressed normally: enough misery to keep the death wish my usual state, an occasional high to keep me from actually taking the gas-pipe.

Losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But, losing your reason for the journey is a fate more cruel.

That was the worst part about losing someone-finding a place to store all the thoughts and feelings you'd otherwise share with them.

Find that thing that you are passionate about, that you will do day or night whether someone pays you or not...because if you have that, you will have gold.

Be just and if you can't be just, be arbitrary.