Six feet three in her stocking feet, LWren Scott was every inch a great lady.

I have Tom Ford, Gucci, Saint Laurent, McQueen, and odd pieces that Ive just acquired because I happened to have come across them and felt they have some historical resonance.

Marrakech in May is unseasonably tagine-hot.

I was ten years old when my first Vogue cover sang me its siren call and dashed me against the treacherous rocks of fashion obsession.

Essentially what you're doing is collaborating with the photographer to create an image that reflects the fashion you're trying to capture and also hold a mirror up to the zeitgeist at the moment.

I don't have an off-duty wardrobe.

Alexander McQueen's heartbreakingly premature death, at the height of his creativity and influence, has robbed the fashion world of a soaring and unique talent.

My childhood memories seem to be wreathed in the twin and far from harmonious olfactory sensations of patchouli oil and caustic soda.

I started collecting couture when I was about 10 or 11 years old, and the very first piece I bought was a Balenciaga suit from 1962.

I literally in the New York flea market - just when I was despairing of ever having a great serendipitous find - found a 1926 Chanel.

In the face of postwar austerity, hundreds of brides-to-be across the country sent Princess Elizabeth their clothing coupons so that she could have the dress of their dreams.

Every problem is a gift - without problems we would not grow.

I wondered how many other things had flown past me into death. Perhaps many. Perhaps I was flying past them, like the grim reaper, signaling the end. This would explain so much.

In professional work - certainly in the arts and graphics - 99% of people have zero courage. They blow with the wind.

It is the only happy life to live for the salvation of souls.

Your inner voice, your instinct, knows everything.

People who boast of happy marriages are, I submit, usually self-deceivers, if not actually liars.

History calls those men the greatest who have ennobled themselves by working for the common good; experience acclaims as happiest the man who has made the greatest number of people happy.

Do you remember when we played in Spain in the Anglo-Italian Cup?

The violence betwen women is unbelievable. Women try to make each other crawl so that their knees are bleeding.

Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.