The marks won't listen if it's free.
I was a bit of a rebel.
I kept thinking I would be spending my life up to my elbows in shampoo.
I just consider being one of the luckiest people in the sense that creativity came to me and it flowed.
It's okay saying sorry, but when you are drunk you say what you really feel.
As stylists, we're groundshakers and daymakers. I was always in hair.
If someone were to ask me, 'What's the number one thing, in essence, that you left behind?'. . . it was the teaching of others, so that they could take my work and take it further.
I really hate the creature film convention that says you have to wait until the end to see the monster. One hour and all you've seen is just the tip of the creature's tail.
If God wishes to reveal the love that he harbors for the world, this love has to be something that the world can recognize, in spite of, or in fact in, its being wholly other.
My ambition for station was always easily controlled. If the place came to me it was welcome. But it never seemed to me worth seeking at the cost of self-respect, or independence. My family were not historic; they were well-to-do, did not hold or seek office. It was easy for me to be contented in private life. An honor was no honor to me, if obtained by my own seeking.
As the only woman, I was able to sit with the officers in front, with a glass of vodka in one hand and a cucumber in the other. That's how I went to my first war.