Things are as bad and as good as they seem. There's no need to add anything extra.
There is a preppy wabi-sabi to soft, faded khakis and cotton shirts, but it's not nice to be surrounded by things that are worn out or stained or used up.
Knowing what you admire in others is a wonderful mirror into your deepest, as yet unborn, self.
Outer order contributes to inner calm.
Habits are the invisible architecture of everyday life.
Your unhappiness doesn't help anyone else - and in fact, as I mentioned in another answer, happy people are more altruistically inclined. So happiness is not a selfish goal.
It's easy to be heavy; hard to be light.
If this were the fifties, she’d be checking Sam’s collars for lipstick stains. (Did people do that anymore? Why did women kiss collars, anyway? Besides, Sam almost always wore T-shirts. )
I was very fortunate to hook up with Jerry in the first place. The network was already committed to doing something with him, so I skipped a couple of hundred steps right there.
If you have one article of clothing that's very expensive, you don't have to have the whole ensemble and look like a Christmas tree. To wear the clothes, to not let them wear you. And to really remember that clothes are beautiful. It's like are you gonna wear something that people say: "Oh that's a great blouse. " Or are you gonna wear something that people say: "Oh you look great today. . ".
I see stardom very clearly as a construct that's been created in order to sell things.