Quotes About Exclusivity

When we go out with friends for a dinner or something and we have friends that aren't there, for no reason other than they weren't invited because we only had room for a certain amount of people, we just don't post a picture because we don't want anyone to feel left out. What's the point?

Exclusives are bad for artists, bad for consumers, and bad for the whole industry.

I usually just have a circle of people that I associate myself with. I'm not really cool with a lot of people. It might seem like I'm cool with them, but I'm really not.

If you don't cop the ZO2s, you're not a baller.

I don't care for brands. I'm more of a boutique shopper because the things I will find there are unique, and there won't be any copies.

The world, as a rule, does not live on beaches and in country clubs.

I've never tried to do couture, because it's a whole different beast.

I have a very haute couture way of working.

Designer labels, throughout the history of fashion, have maintained an air of exclusivity around themselves. Call it hype, criticize it if you will. But fashion has used this 'exclusive' tag to make itself coveted.

Couture occupies the uppermost stratosphere of fashion. It is the holy of holies, as only about 2,000 women globally are fortunate enough to wear these precious garments tailored to their exact measurements, making it perhaps the most exclusive club in the world.

Every Hermes scarf has a tale.

Just about any story we think about doing, whether we've read it in a newspaper, heard it on the radio or come upon it through word of mouth - by the time you get there, every other network, cable station and talk show is already racing to the scene.

You don't get to be in the squad unless you're six feet tall, a supermodel, perfect, famous, and hot. That's like hand selecting perfection, putting it into a group of girls, and saying, 'Look how amazing we are.'

He shrugged. "The same as any other. It's a way to make people feel better about themselves. Everyone likes feeling special. Being part of an elite group is a way to do that." "But you weren't part of it?" "No need. I already know I'm special.

In the religious version, you'll often hear that when this happens, one group heads to a good place, and the rest of humanity heads to a bad place. (The people who tell this version of the story are always in the good group, coincidentally enough.) And so your job is to get as many people inside the tent/club/religion/group as possible so that when that day comes, you can all escape together and go somewhere else.

gospel that has as its chief message avoiding hell or not sinning will never be the full story. A gospel that repeatedly, narrowly affirms and bolsters the "in-ness" of one group at the expense of the "out-ness" of another group will not be true to the story that includes "all things and people in heaven and on earth.

And whenever people claim that one group is in, saved, accepted by God, forgiven, enlightened, redeemed- and everybody else isn't- why is it that those who make this claim are almost always part of the group that's in?

simply claims that whatever God is doing in the world to know and redeem and love and restore the world is happening through him. And so the passage is exclusive, deeply so, insisting on Jesus alone as the way to God. But it is an exclusivity on the other side on inclusivity.

But don't worry; almost no one in this ship speaks System English and she isn't one of the few. They talk their 'secret language' -- only it isn't secret; it's just Finnish.

Video cams set up on a little platform at the rear of a place that might be called a grand ballroom if you thought small.

You changed the subject. From what? The empty-headed girls who think you're sexy. You know. Know what? That I only have eyes for you.

Big lots,' I said, seeing the eighty-year-old oaks and shady lawns. The houses were set way back and had iron fences and stone drives. The harder to hear your neighbors scream, my dear,' was David's answer, and I sent my head up and down in agreement.

even the straightest Of issues looks pretty oblique When a movement turns into a clique...

When I think about kissing anyone, I imagine you. Only you. I can't pretend that this isn't so.