Quotes About Elegance

Uber is efficiency with elegance on top. That's why I buy an iPhone instead of an average cell phone, why I go to a nice restaurant and pay a little bit more. It's for the experience.

To see Stephen Spender fumbling with our rich and delicate language is to experience all the horror of seeing a Sevres vase in the hands of a chimpanzee.

A lot of what we are doing is getting design out of the way.

Luxury is the opportunity to experience quality, be it a place, a person or an object.

Wine gave a sort of gallantry to their own failure.

Beauty is simply a perfect composition of a status.

Some people are just like summer...NO CLASS!

Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away

Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.

Never sacrifice your class to get even with someone who has none. Let them have the gutter. You take the high road.

She did not use those gray eyes on me. If she had, I would have refused her. She waited only. It was true that [waiting] looked well on her. She seemed to fit into the air like a jewel in its crown.

Her limbs lift into the grey waves like the steady beats of wings.

A su muerte, Aquiles enterraría con él todas las cosas veloces, hermosas y luminosas.

I could imagine my half-sisters with their long golden hair and painted eyes, bent on pretty knees.

She was taller than I was, taller than any woman I had ever seen. Her black hair was loose down her back, and her skin shone luminous and impossibly pale, as if it drank light from the moon.

Curve: The loveliest distance between two points.

Say what you want about long dresses, but they cover a multitude of shins.

The curve is more powerful than the sword.

She wanted parties and hunts and young men swooning after her.

For Mallarmé, the perfect book was one whose pages have never been cut, their mystery forever preserved, like a bird's folded wing, or a fan never opened.

Her feet moved over the earth with confidence and grace.

Eleonora is a woman all too aware of her rarity and worth: she possesses not only a body able to produce a string of heirs, but also a beautiful face, with a forehead like carved ivory, eyes wide-set and deep brown, a mouth that looks well in both a smile and a pout. On top of all this, she has a quick and mercurial mind.

The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs.

Fashion is never wrong.