House Of Gucci Quotes

Elegance is like manners,” he used to say. “You can’t be polite only on Wednesday or Thursday. If you are elegant, you should be every day of the week. If you are not, then it’s another matter.

Quality is remembered long after price is forgotten,” which he

The loafer also found its way onto the feet of lawmakers and lobbyists in Washington, D.C., earning the halls of Congress the nickname “Gucci Gulch.

She confessed once in a television interview that she would rather “weep in a Rolls-Royce than be happy on a bicycle.

Since the time of Cain and Abel, family disputes have been marked by the irrational and impulsive decision of those involved, the fierce battles which ensue, and the senseless destruction they cause,

Forever, Tom thought. Maybe he’d never go back to the States. It was not so much Europe itself as the evenings he had spent alone, here and in Rome, that made him feel that way. Evenings by himself simply looking at maps, or lying around on sofas thumbing through guidebooks. Evenings looking at his clothes - his clothes and Dickie’s - and feeling Dickie’s rings between his palms, and running his fingers over the antelope suitcase he had bought at Gucci’s. He had polished the suitcase with a special English leather dressing, not that it needed polishing because he took such good care of it, but for its protection. He loved possessions, not masses of them, but a select few that he did not part with. They gave a man self-respect. Not ostentation but quality, and the love that cherished the quality. Possessions reminded him that he existed, and made him enjoy his existence. It was as simple as that. And wasn’t that worth something? He existed. Not many people in the world knew how to, even if they had the money. It really didn’t take money, masses of money, it took a certain security. He had been on the road to it, even with Marc Priminger. He had appreciated Marc’s possessions, and they were what had attracted him to the house, but they were not his own, and it had been impossible to make a beginning at acquiring anything of his own on forty dollars a week. It would have taken him the best years of his life, even if he had economised stringently, to buy the things he wanted. Dickie’s money had given him only an added momentum on the road he had been travelling. The money gave him the leisure to see Greece, to collect Etruscan pottery if he wanted (he had recently read an interesting book on that subject by an American living in Rome), to join art societies if he cared to and to donate to their work. It gave him the leisure, for instance, to read his Malraux tonight as late as he pleased, because he did not have to go to a job in the morning. He had just bought a two-volume edition of Malraux’s Psychologic de I’art which he was now reading, with great pleasure, in French with the aid of a dictionary.

What you have to understand about the Guccis,” Jenny told a journalist in 1994, “is that they are all completely mad, incredibly manipulative, and not very clever. They have to be in control, but as soon as they get what they want, they crush it! They are destroyers, it’s as simple as that!

During the 1970s, one event dramatically changed Gucci’s ownership structure: Vasco died of lung cancer on May 31, 1974, at the age of sixty-seven. Under Italian inheritance law, his one-third stake in the company passed to his widow, Maria. They had no children. Aldo and Rodolfo proposed to pay her for the shares in order to keep the ownership of the company in the family, and to their relief, she agreed. Aldo and Rodolfo became the sole controlling shareholders of the Gucci empire, with 50 percent each—a shareholding ratio that would profoundly condition Gucci’s future. Rodolfo, still stubbornly pursuing his confrontation with Maurizio, refused to consider sharing company ownership with him, but Aldo felt it was time to bring his boys into the Gucci mother company.

average citizen, skeptical and mistrustful of government, feels that paying taxes is tantamount to throwing money at corrupt politicians for little in return. The American saying—only two things in life are certain: death and taxes—

I am just as worthy as the next man,” Onorato would think, “even if he is rich or from an important family.

Quality is remembered long after price is forgotten,

Every human creature,” he used to say, “has three essential things that must always be in harmony among themselves: a heart, a brain, and a wallet. If these three elements don’t work together, problems will come.

The most important thing parents can do for their children, it is said, is love each other.

By treating his staff as extended family, he got their undying commitment and loyalty—a management model common in Italian family-run enterprises.

It is the kind of fighting where you go in as pigs and come out sausage,

In life one must always learn to count to ten.

Every human creature, he used to say, has three essential things that must always be in harmony among themselves: a heart, a brain and a wallet. If these three elements don;t work together, problems will come.

Da bi se razumjeli Maurizio Gucci i njegova obitelj, potrebno je razumjeti toskanski mentalitet. Drukčiji od srdačnih Emilijanaca, strogih Lombarda ili kaotičnih Rimljana. Toskanci su neovisni i ponosni. Uvjereni kako su izvor kulture i umjetnosti u Italiji, a posebno su ponosni na svoju ulogu u nastanku suvremenog talijanskog jezika, ponajviše zahvaljujući Danteu Alighieriju. Neki ih nazivaju "Francuzima u Italiji" jer su arogantni, sami sebi dostatni i hladni prema drugima.