Quotes About Style

And of course, she wore high-waisted bike shorts, a too-cropped-for-her-age tank

I long to be musical in body and mind. I want style, consort. Not the little mental squirts as if through the ticker-tape of the mind.

with its head under its wing. I was so sorry, yet so glad. 'For us, the living, the problem is of a totally different order: how to harness time in the cultivation of a style of heart — something like that?

I don't like plain nails. I get sad.

It would seem that more than function itself, simplicity is the deciding factor in the aesthetic equation. One might call the process beauty through function and simplification.

There are great science books that were conceived as books. Feynman's famous introductory lectures in physics, which have a beginning and an end, which are written with style.

We live in an age of seriously crap mass clothing. They've made a science of it.

The dress must not hang on the body but follow its lines. When a woman smiles the dress must smile with her.

I add a smile to everything I wear and that has worked great for me.

If a woman smiles, her dress must also smile.

I found my personal style in black humor and mixing funny things with very touching ones - like trying to force people to cry and smile almost at the same moment.

Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style, Amaze th' unlearn'd and make the learned smile.

I want my clothes to make you smile!

I do not understand how you humans can walk in shoes that are that tall." "Its my motto," said Isabelle, with a sultry smile. "Nothing less than seven inches.

I come from a place that likes grandeur; it likes large gestures; it is not inhibited by flourish; it is a rhetorical society; it is a society of physical performance; it is a society of style.

Designers are to be in connection with what's happening with the movement of society.

unrelieved black set off her pale skin and exquisite bone structure. Her

You'd look beautiful in a feedbag dress tied in the middle with a rope.

The Lady with the Alligator Purse

shave, shine your shoes, put a tie round

Why did you attack some girl's boots? J.Lo looked incredulous. She is still mad about this? he huffed. I TOLD her-I THOUGHT they were ANKLEwolves. Okay, whatever. I- Why elsenow would a person wear fur with shortpants? It makes no sense!

Bad prose is the bugbear of genre fiction.

An old man with overalls walked by; I don't think old people should wear overalls; it makes them look like shrivelly toddlers.

We can conclude from this that we are drawn to call something beautiful whenever we detect that it contains in a concentrated form those qualities in which we personally, or our societies more generally, are deficient. We respect a style which can move us away from what we fear and towards what we crave: a style which carries the correct dosage of our missing virtues.