| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e63c8b5 | His face looked almost as gray as his suit, and the pouches beneath his eyes looked like little bags for holding all the sadness that his head couldn't hold. | grief sadness suit broken-hearted funeral lonely memorial | Phyllis Reynolds Naylor | |
| e2afd81 | Such diplomacy is not to be sneezed at, for the suit is a window to the soul: lightweight cotton when cash is tight, Italian cashmere when an inheritance lands; waistlines drawn in during illness or anxiety, and let out at times of excess. Weddings, funerals, christenings, and court appearances--all of life's landmarks are sanctified, quietly and confidentially, by one's tailor. | tailor suit soul | Ben Schott |