Quotes About Garments

Man, the flower of all flesh, the noblest of all creatures visible, man who had once made god in his image, and had mirrored his strength on the constellations, beautiful naked man was dying, strangled in the garments that he had woven.

Two faces to wash, and four dirty hands Two insistent voices, making demands Twice as much crying, when things go wrong The four eyes closing, with slumber song Twice as many garments, blowing on the line Two cherubs in the wagon, soaking up sunshine Work I do for twins, naturally comes double But four arms to hug me, repay all my trouble.

They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.

Clothing creates the illusion that bodies fit an aesthetically pleasing norm. And that illusion depends on getting the fit right. Garments that bunch, pull, or sag call attention to figure flaws and often make people look worse than they would without clothes.

To be able to choose flattering clothes is necessary.

Vests are for more than just function - they are fashion.

Perhaps it's the artist in me, but most days, I try to reflect the atmosphere my spirit is breathing in and let the wind carry me to the garments that can deliver that look and feeling in my closet.

The truth is that, for all their talk about social "roots," conservative intellectuals in the postwar era were often rootless men themselves, and the philosophical mystifications in which they enveloped themselves were frequently the only garments that fit them.

On my strand, lovely flowers their blossoms unfold, My mother shall grace thee with garments of gold.

I am quite fussy about clothes.

The Rouje woman is free, natural, and likes to be confident and comfortable in her garments.

I just knew that there was a gap in the market for easy, comfortable garments that are neither luxury nor pret, but somewhere in between.

I wish I was more into clothes. I don't know the current designers.

I could smell the catacombs on his garments. I could smell death on him as though he had lain down with his mortal remains. But he was handsome, fine of build and proportion as Avicus had been, not unlike Avicus at all.

They may be dreams of the feverish mind. They may be phantoms wrapped in the garments of memory.

If I call it pain, and try to touch it With my hands, my own life, It lies still and the music thins, A pulse felt for through garments.

The King was stretched unconscious on the floor, an overturned chair beside him. Horace was shaking his right hand, nursing his obviously bruised knuckles. "Horace Altman," Halt said, "what on earth have you done?" Horace gestured to the wardrobe full of official garments. "I've just elected you King," he said. "Start getting dressed.

Her profile as well as her stature and bearing seemed to gain the more dignity from her plain garments, which by the side of provincial fashion gave her the impressiveness of a fine quotation from the Bible,—or from one of our elder poets,—in a paragraph of to-day's newspaper.

The city looked so thirsty that the broad river seemed to me a sheet of metal; and the blackened statues, as I passed under their blank gaze, along the unending bridge, with their ancient garments and their saintly crowns, seemed to me the real inhabitants and owners of this place, while the busy, trivial men and women, hurrying to and fro, were a swarm of ephemeral visitants infesting it for a day.

delicate Adonis is dying Kythereia what should we do? strike yourselves maidens and tear your garments

Clothed as he was in the garments of misfeasance and bewilderment, there lived in him a deeply arrogant man.

But how should women perform so wise and glorious an achievement, we women who dwell in the retirement of the household, clad in diaphanous garments of yellow silk and long flowing gowns, decked out with flowers and shod with dainty little slippers?

God presents Himself in the light; He also conceals Himself by the light—just as we present ourselves in our garments and conceal ourselves by our garments.

God loves you. He does not wish to draw you nigh to Him to hurt you, oh, no; but to comfort you, to pour in the oil of rejoicing, to heal the wounds that sin has made, to bind up where Satan has bruised. He wants to give you the garments of praise for the spirit of heaviness.—That I May Know Him, p. 246.