Am wenigsten / Least Baum / Tree Farbe / Color Feuer / Fire Flamme / Flame Genial / Awesome Größe / Magnitude Herz / Heart Mögen / Like Single Tanzen / Dancing Voll / Full Wald / Forest Wald / Woodland Warm Zunge / Tongue
I don't like to explain the clothes, how I made them, the theme, et cetera. It's because the clothes are just as you see them and feel them. That's what I want... just see and feel them.
The career of a sage is of two kinds: He is either honored by all in the world, Like a flower waving its head, Or else he disappears into the silent forest.
I first got into fruit when I was a teenager, when my life was changing in every way. The first time I had a mango, at like 18, I was like, 'Where has this been my whole life?'
I always tried to design something new and of the moment. The idea was not to make something that would last, but to make something a woman could really wear when she needed it, like a good friend.
One would like to be grand and heroic, if one could; but if not, why try at all? One wants to be very something, very great, very heroic; or if not that, then at least very stylish and very fashionable. It is this everlasting mediocrity that bores me.
Give us that grand word 'woman' once again, and let's have done with 'lady'; one's a term full of fine force, strong, beautiful, and firm, fit for the noblest use of tongue or pen; and one's a word for lackeys.
When I was 16, I felt I might be left with some effeminacy because of all the dancing. I was so full of classical dance that I wanted to get away and do something else.
An Edwardian lady in full dress was a wonder to behold, and her preparations for viewing were awesome.
At the root of many a woman's failure to become a great cook lies her failure to develop a workmanlike regard for knives.
