Karl Lagerfeld Quotes

Love is really my nemesis. I never really allowed myself to indulge in such basic things because I was so motivated and thought that if I did I wouldn't succeed.

O never give me over to my own heart's desires, nor let me follow my own imaginations!

The hardest thing in the world is for a warrior to let others be.

Our affections, however laudable, in this transitory world, should never master us; we should guide them, guide them.

The world provides no cheerleaders on the pathway to godliness.

Being sorry for myself is a luxury I can't afford.

Resistance, whether to one's appetites or to the ways of the world, is a chief factor in the shaping of character.

It's certainly true that when I was young, writing seemed to me so important that I would have sacrificed almost anything to it ... Because I thought of the world in which I wrote -- the world I created -- as somehow much more enormously alive than the world I was actually living in.

I'm a perfectionist. It's a big pain in the ass and it takes a lot of my time, but it really is going well and I have to do my own things.

When strict with oneself, one rarely fails.

We can offer up much in the large, but to make sacrifices in little things is what we are seldom equal to.

Audrey gave more than she ever got. The whole world is going to miss her.

The most important battle is one to conquer yourself.

I struggle in these situations not to let my madness govern me, and to let the positive aspects of my character define my life.

I just feel that the East and the West are two different worlds. I sometimes get saddened when I see that very few writers of color are published or reviewed in East Coast presses and magazines.

To put a tempting face aside when duty demands every faculty is a lesson which takes most men longest to learn.

Nothing is easier for passion than to overcome reason, but the greatest triumph is to conquer a man's own interests.

It is very frustrating not to be understood in this world. If you say one thing and keep being told that you mean something else, it can make you want to scream. But somewhere in the world there is a place for all of us, whether you are an electric form of decoration, peppermint-scented sweet, a source of timber, or a potato pancake.

I have not so great a struggle with my vices, great and numerous as they are, as I have with my impatience. My efforts are not absolutely useless; yet I have never been able to conquer this ferocious wild beast.

I regret that I should leave this world without again beholding him.

The hope of the world lies in what one demands, not of others, but of oneself.

The slowness of one section of the world about adopting the valuable ideas of another section of it is a curious thing and unaccountable.

I try very hard to keep my eyes from darting to Sean because I'm quite certain that no one will be able to miss how I look at him and how I find him looking back.

Whoever doesn't flare up at someone who's angry wins a battle hard to win.

I usually know almost exactly how I feel. The problem is, I just can't tell anyone.