My dad cut my hair once - I wanted a bob and he gave me a bowl cut. That was a tough few years.

Not everything happens for a reason. Sometimes life just sucks.

Clothes are about manipulations: how I feel, how I want to feel and how I want others to feel about me.

I'm interested in aesthetics, in the way things look, in finding something in an image that maybe people haven't seen.

I'm terrified of being bored and not learning.

I'm not 100% nice all the time, so I find it quite hard to be really pleasant.

Looking effortless takes a lot of effort. When I get new Converse I dedicate some time at home to shoving mud on them so they don't look squeaky clean.

Thank you, Jane Birkin, for providing me with infinite outfit ideas and the confidence to dress like a boy but act like a girl.

Looking effortless takes a lot of effort.

The idea of giving someone something that I got, that makes me feel sad.

I do date quite small men. And one large man! Just one.

The great ages did not perhaps produce much more talent than ours, ' [T.S.] Eliot wrote. 'But less talent was wasted.

A popular writer writes about what people think. A wise writer offers them something to think about.

We are so many and many within themselves travel to far islands but no one asks for their story.

Jack Kerouac, like a sick refrigerator, worked too hard at keeping cool and died on his mama's lap from alcohol and infantilism.

The way to secure liberty is to place it in the people's hands, that is, to give them the power at all times to defend it in the legislature and in the courts of justice.

Sometimes it's easy to have ideas, but somebody has to find a way to do it. Often those responsible for finding a way don't have the idea.

When a man has a problem very thoroughly and can't solve it, he really has too few problems. He needs more.

I read a lot of literary theory when I was in graduate school, especially about novels, and the best book I ever read about endings was Peter Brooks' 'Reading for the Plot. '

You are my Guardian Angel, Maddy,” a voice said, but it was far away from her.

After seventy years of expository preaching, I have yet to touch the hem of His garment.