Narciso Rodriguez Quotes

It's where you're from - it's your roots - and that's why I like to get back to Nacogdoches in the offseason and hang out with my family. To me, it keeps me grounded and reminds me of how far I've come.

I'll never forget where I'm from. It's essential to remain humble and evolving.

Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful.

I grew up with the sea, and poverty for me was sumptuous; then I lost the sea and found all luxuries gray and poverty unbearable.

But when I really look back on my life, being really honest about it and now that I've got the chance to travel the world, seeing how a lot of little kids grow up - my life wasn't so bad.

The garden has taught me to live, to appreciate the times when things are fallow and when they're not.

And now, I feel at 85, I really feel that I'm just ready to start.

I really like to go for the essence of things - the most beautiful parts of things - of human beings or of music. If there are things in there that are getting in the way and complicating it, it's just not good for me.

Starting clean is a theme for me - starting fresh and understanding what's important about life.

When you go through something, like, you learn to appreciate little things - the birds, trees, flowers.

You learn that you can't take what's happened in the previous years for granted.

I have to remind myself sometimes to look back and see what brought me to where I'm at.

It keeps me humble just to know exactly where I came from and all the hard work I had to put in to be here. It feels good to reminisce about the past.

I like the fact I've got a past to learn from, but I don't want to wish my life away, either.

He was full of the restless, dissatisfied energy that always seemed to move into his heart after he visited home these days. It had something to do with the knowledge that his parents’ house wasn’t truly home anymore — if it had ever been — and something to do with the realization that they hadn’t changed; he had.

Life is much different from the days when there were lilies in my mother’s garden, and all my secrets fit into a paper cup.

I think what you notice most when you haven’t been home in a while is how much the trees have grown around your memories.

Sometimes, opening up your eyes and realising what you have - no matter how little you think - helps you find yourself.

What do you suppose makes all men look back to the time of childhood with so much regret (if their childhood has been, in any moderate degree, healthy or peaceful)? That rich charm, which the least possession had for us, was in consequence of the poorness of our treasures.

Beauty is an understanding of what you have, and it's forgiving yourself of what you don't have, and appreciating all of it.

All of us remember the home of our childhood. Interestingly, our thoughts do not dwell on whether the house was large or small, the neighborhood fashionable or downtrodden. Rather, we delight in the experiences we shared as a family. The home is the laboratory of our lives, and what we learn there largely determines what we do when we leave there.

The things that brought me the most comfort now were too small to list. Raspberries in cream. Sparrows with cocked heads. Shadows of bare limbs making for sidewalk filigrees. Roses past their prime with their petals loose about them. The shouts of children at play in the neighborhood, Ginger Rogers on the black-and-white screen.

You can remember times when you were a kid, when life looked too doggoned deliciously beautiful to be left alone. So you could feel like that again if you worked at it.

To the humble man, and to the humble man alone, the sun is really a sun; to the humble man, and to the humble man alone, the sea is really a sea.

Awareness of others is a beautiful thing. Learning how to support and encourage, and stopping long enough to pay attention to someone other than yourself, is a truly beautiful quality. There are a thousand beautiful things we can find about ourselves.