I tell myself that I created the wardrobe of the contemporary woman, that I participated in the transformation of my times.
Yves Saint LaurentRead
I live in solitude. I have need of solitude to do the next day's work. I can't be to parties where the noise tires me. I can't speak on the telephone. I must have complete calm.
Interpretation
Solitude is essential for creative work and personal peace.
In this quote, Yves Saint Laurent expresses the importance of solitude in his life, emphasizing that he requires a calm and quiet environment to focus and be productive. He highlights how social gatherings and noise can be distractions that detract from his ability to work effectively, underscoring the need for personal space to foster creativity and concentration.
In practice
During a creative workshop, I shared this quote to explain the significance of solitude in the artistic process.
I tell myself that I created the wardrobe of the contemporary woman, that I participated in the transformation of my times.
Fashions fade, style is eternal.
Poiret made clothes for individual customers, but I wouldn't like to make a dress just for its own sake.
We must never confuse elegance with snobbery.
Over the years I have learned that what is important in a dress is the woman who is wearing it.
It pains me physically to see a woman victimized, rendered pathetic, by fashion.
I missed a whole cycle of childhood, but I've never used it as a device for self-pity.
won't you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model. born in babylon both nonwhite and woman what did i see to be except myself? i made it up here on this bridge between starshine and clay, my one hand holding tight my other hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed.
Enjoy the pregnancy, not racing ahead and relishing the moment. I think people see pregnancy as something to get over with, but every stage of becoming a mother is really special.
I didn't appreciate how special and sometimes strange my CIA world was - until it suddenly and spectacularly ended in a newspaper column.
For a moment, I believe, there was a stillness. A shocking realization by all things - beetles, dormice, the spiders spinning their webs in the moonlight, even the hot metal of the tracks and the wind in the trees - that Death had just shrieked past like a stinking black eagle and made off with a remarkable man.
I think it's like a relay race. You run, and you hand over the baton, and your kids pick it up. They take the stuff they want, throw the rest away, and keep running. That's what life is about.
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