Quotes About Refinement

There are not that many people who know how to edit. It's a funny tiny little obscure talent but it's very special. You have to have the feeling of popular taste.

Nona needs a very dry martini.

Beauty is the sole ambition, the exclusive goal of Taste.

Not perfection as a final goal, but the ever-enduring process of perfecting, maturing, refining is the aim of living.

Men are like wine - some turn to vinegar, but the best improve with age.

He had a mind so fine that no idea could violate it.

A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous.

In French culture, the best way of buying time or getting off the hook entirely in a thorny personal situation is to claim that it's complicated. The French did not invent love, but they did invent romance, so they've had more time than any other culture on earth to refine the nuances of its language.

We can always get better at something, even if it's just preserving the progress we've made. I

Uncluding is the art of subtracting every element that doesn't pull its weight.

He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver, and he will purify [them] and refine them like gold and silver, and they will bring offerings in righteousness to the LORD." Malachi 3:3

The reason the Lord holds you to the fire is not to punish you, but to reveal the splendor of Christ through your life. It's not so that you might earn God's favor; it's because you've already received God's favor.

Agatha Swanburne - "Some things just sound better in French.

Kaizen is everyday improvement, everybody improvement, everywhere improvement.

El mayor refinamiento es la mayor simplicidad

Practice never makes you perfect, but it gets you closer to perfection.

The hotter the furnace the finer the gold.

The more polished a diamond the more valuable it is; the more tested a man the more refined he is.

Culture is the passion for sweetness and light, and (what is more) the passion for making them prevail.

When hospitality becomes an art, it loses its very soul.

Their mother, that swan neck, those elegant arms. Her dark hair gathered up tightly with her grandmother's dragonfly combs. So dignified, so refined, carrying so much inside all the time. Surrounded all day by mirrors and never letting anyone see.

One day you'll want for nothing. You don't belong here. You are meant for something finer than this.

But I have bad taste with a deep fount of intellectuality.

How unladylike of you to mention such a thing.