She hardly knew what she had been seeking, or why the failure to find it had so blotted the light from her sky: she was only aware of a vague sense of failure, of an inner isolation deeper than the loneliness about her.

Now as he watched Katie toying with a ring that wasn't there, he felt his old investigative instincts kick in. There'd been a husband, he thought; her husband was the missing element. Either she was still married or she wasn't, but he had an undeniable hunch that Katie was still afraid of him.

Life began with waking up and loving my mother&#39;s face.

There&#39;s room for the Gap, but the joy of dressing is an art.

John Galliano

Quotes by John Galliano

Written By John Galliano

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