Knowing who you really are and dressing the part -- with an air of amused recklessness -- is life affirming for you and life enhancing for other people.

Conformity is the only real fashion crime

Dressing down is a crime against humanity.

The message of a leopard-print jumpsuit is clear: 'I am a huntress who delights in eating the offal of her prey.'

Conformity is the only real fashion crime. To not dress like yourself and to sublimate your spirit to some kind of group identity is succumbing to fashion fascism.

The important thing is not to be masochistic. Women are so hard on themselves. Don't do that. No one is keeping score.

The charming shall inherit the Earth.

Why be formal when you can be fabulously feral? Why be conventional when you can be happy?

If there is such a person on the planet, then he or she-this self-appointed arbiter of “appropriateness”-deserves to be confronted with as many “inappropriate” transgressions as possible.

All over America, people are making kamikaze choices about what to wear. They are misrepresenting the goods. They are letting their clothes write checks that their personalities cannot cash.

Architects are the new comedians.

And courage to me meant ploughing through that dull gray mist that comes down on life--not only overriding people and circumstances but overriding the bleakness of living.

The author observers that better technology actually increased division because rival outlets funded by rival parties could get their slant to the partisans

You win and lose as a team.

Gratitude is liberating. It is subversive. It helps us to realize that we are sufficient, and that realization frees us.

I juggle a lot of different balls and sometimes I don't know how I manage to keep them all up in the air, but I do!

Man must not check his reason by tradition, but, contrariwise, must check tradition by reason.

God loves us too much to indulge our every whim.

You think you can marry for your own pleasure, friend?

I had to write about realistic circumstances. Thats the way my brain works. And I think that gave me a sort of place in the field.

What is thy sentence then but speechless death.