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Fur Quotes

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Karl Lagerfeld
“In a meat-eating world, wearing leather for shoes and even clothes, the discussion of fur is childish.”
Karl Lagerfeld

Doris Day
“Killing an animal to make a coat is sin. It wasn't meant to be, and we have no right to do it. A woman gains status when she refuses to see anything killed to be put on her back. Then she's truly beautiful.”
Doris Day

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“I heard one of them talk about how they wanted to make a cloak out of my fur,â€� Delano said from where he rode to our right. His brows were furrowed. “My fur should be reserved for something far more luxurious than a cloak. I bit him extra hard for that.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

Marianne Moore
“If we can't be cordial to these creatures' fleece, I think that we deserve to freeze.”
Marianne Moore, Complete Poems

“We no longer need fur for warmth and protection. There are plenty of textiles that provide that today. It's pure whim and vanity to choose to wear fur. It shows a level of ignorance or lack of concern that reflects poorly on the wearer.”
Tim Gunn, Tim Gunn's Fashion Bible

Dianna Hardy
“Time flies when you grow fangs and fur.”
Dianna Hardy, Cry Of The Wolf

F. Scott Fitzgerald
“Take off that darn fur coat!...Or maybe you'd like to have us open all the windows.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Gatsby Girls

Howard Tayler
“You're more mean-spirited than I remember you being."

"It's this organic body. Hologram fur wasn't itchy.”
Howard Tayler, The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance

“Qui n'a plus qu'un moment a vivre
N'a plus rien a dissimuler”
Philippe Quinault, Atys: A Play in Five Acts

Howard Tayler
“Does that mean that if we shave all the Ob'enn they'll be nice?”
Howard Tayler, The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance

Eric Jay Dolin
“Over time, it is all too common for people to lose touch with their heritage, as the thrill and immediacy of the present crowds out the echoes and lessons of the past. It would be a shame if that were to happen with respect to the fur trade. It is a seminal part of who we are as a nation, and how we came to be.”
Eric Jay Dolin, Fur, Fortune, and Empire: The Epic History of the Fur Trade in America

“I've brought you something to wear over your dress and I do not want to hear your views on killing animals to provide coats for the wealthy. I have it on the best authority that these ermine committed suicide.”
Ann Cristy, Torn Asunder

Neil Bartlett
“No woman ever gets given a fur coat for good reasons; if it's not to keep her on her back, it's to get her off his.”
Neil Bartlett, Skin Lane

“No one with an ounce of empathy could fail to be appalled by the distressing footage â€� taken on fur farms in Finland, Sweden, the
US, and other so-called “high-welfare� countries � of foxes, rabbits, minks, and other animals who were left to suffer in filthy wire cages with untreated wounds, injuries, and even missing limbs, sometimes alongside the rotting corpses of other animals.
These frightened, distressed animals often mutilate themselves and their cagemates before their short lives come to an end through painful anal electrocution, neck-breaking, drowning, gassing, or strangulation.”
Mimi Bekhechi

Olivia Manning
“Was there any more repellent sight, Harriet wondered, than a silly, self-centred, greedy woman clad in the skin of a beast so much more splendid than herself?”
Olivia Manning, The Spoilt City

“Here’s an assignment for my fellow Christians: Go to YouTube, search for any video of ‘slaughterhouse animal crueltyâ€�, watch it, the whole thing, and ask yourself if that’s what God meant when He gave us dominion over animals.â€�
-Shenita Etwaroo”
Shenita Etwaroo

Ramona Ausubel
“We can do a cremation here, at the house?" I ask.
"We built a fire," my father says.
"Obviously. And I put the whole cat in the fire?"
"There isn't a whole cat," my mother says.
"What is there?"
"Parts of cat," they say together.
"Bones?" I ask.
"Mostly. And some fur. And some face.”
Ramona Ausubel, A Guide to Being Born

“There is no kind way to rip the skin off animals' backs. Anyone who wears any fur shares the blame for the torture and gruesome deaths of millions of animals each year.”
Natalie Imbruglia

“Just because you don’t see it happen doesn’t mean that animals aren’t suffering to feed and clothe you.â€�
-Shenita Etwaroo”
Shenita Etwaroo

“There’s an old adage about walking a mile in someone else’s shoes—it’s something we say to make people more empathetic to the plights of others. What’s the animal rights equivalent? Walk a mile in another creature’s fur, and then imagine what it’s like to be skinned alive?â€�
-Shenita Etwaroo”
Shenita Etwaroo

“The myth of the radical animal rights activist is still alive and well today, thanks to some well-publicized stunts from over twenty years ago. I’m not going to throw paint on your fur coat, but I will look at you and be unable to see anything but suffering and a lack of compassion.â€�
-Shenita Etwaroo”
Shenita Etwaroo

Crystal Cestari
“I've never understood the appeal of fur nor how it became such a status symbol. "Look at me and my financial ability to wear an animal carcass on my back! Huzzah!" Gross.”
Crystal Cestari, The Best Kind of Magic

Slavenka Drakulić
“Perhaps to them and their peers their ecological consciousness is a bigger sign of prestige than a fur coat. Perhaps they feel on more equal terms with the world. I admit I saw the future in them. But they were aggressive and I didn't like it, in spite of their concern for animals. On the other hand, perhaps they are too young to understand that human beings are an endangered species and that they too have a right to protection - particularly in some parts of the world. I hope they learn this soon.”
Slavenka Drakulić, How We Survived Communism and Even Laughed

Heather Fawcett
“The shoes were of white leather and fur, with impractical heels that would add half a foot to my height, but unlike every other adornment I had been presented with, they did not sparkle with frost or ice-encrusted jewels. Somehow, he had woven the fur with the petals of cherry blossoms, as if the pale beast who had owned the pelt had rubbed its back against a tree. When I touched them, a spring breeze fluttered against my fingers, and I smelled rain and green, growing things.
"If you would allow me the honor, Your Highness?" Wendell said. In one quick, graceful motion, he slid the boots from my feet and replaced them with the shoes. They fit perfectly, and oh, they were so warming. I felt astonished that I hadn't realized how cold my feet had been before.”
Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries