“In our rags of light, all dressed to kill.”
“I am a princess. All girls are. Even if they live in tiny old attics. Even if they dress in rags, even if they aren’t pretty, or smart, or young. They’re still princesses.”
“Words are the dress of thoughts; which should no more be presented in rags, tatters, and dirt than your person should.”
“And all our righteousnesses are filthy rags and we all do fade as a leaf and our inequities like the wind have taken us away”
“I dress to kill, but tastefully.”
“The lights, the azaleas, the dresses, the pink faces, the velvet chairs, all became one beautiful flying wheel.”