Fate. . . may. . . be. . . thwarted.
Japan, for me, will always be my inspiration source.
My mom was my muse - she would buy me Italian 'Vogue. ' I was this little fashion boy.
I'm not an elitist. I hate the fashion industry sometimes because it becomes so focused on the elite.
Fashion is such an insider's club, but slowly, the playing field is evening out. Through social media, everyone can have a front-row seat.
I like places where you can dance to crazy music, like Bedlam or Eastern Bloc in the East Village.
I'm just inspired by different people, friends around me.
One thing with me, and every goal I've had - - in the sport of swimming, my mother didn't know my goals. The only person that knew my goals were my coaches.
In the end, the game comes down to one thing: man against man. May the best man win.
Fame is a bee It has a song - It has a sting - Ah, too, it has a wing.
When the German people trusting to the promises made by President Wilson in his Fourteen Points, laid down their arms in November 1918, a fateful struggle thereby came to an end for which perhaps individual statesmen, but certainly not the peoples themselves could be held responsible. The German nation put up such an heroic fight because it was sincere in its conviction that it had been wrongfully attacked and was therefore justified in fighting. the Peace Treaty of Versailles did not seem to be for the purpose of restoring peace to mankind, but rather to perpetuate hatred.