But, having a perfume and license, in general, is a financial necessity. A designer must, to reap back the money spent on prototypes and all that sort of thing.

My clothes have a story. They have an identity. They have a character and a purpose. That's why they become classics. Because they keep on telling a story. They are still telling it.

You have a more interesting life if you wear impressive clothes.

The fight is no longer between the classes or between rich and poor but between the idiots and the eco-conscious.

Buy less. Choose well. Make it last. Quality, not quantity. Everybody's buying far too many clothes.

Fashion is very important. It is life-enhancing and, like everything that gives pleasure, it is worth doing well.

It is extremely difficult to say how long the process actually took to finally achieve my fragrance, Boudoir, because there was a lot of time waiting around for other people.

I'm not trying to do something different, I'm trying to do the same thing but in a different way

I am attracted to people who make this effort in knowing what suits them - they are individual and stylish.

Buy less, choose well: that's the maxim. Quality not quantity. That's the most environmentally friendly thing you can do.

The sexiest people are thinkers. Nobody's interested in somebody who's just vain with a hole in their head, talking about the latest thing - there is no latest thing. It's all rubbish.

We all flee in hope of finding some ground of security

I know." He leaned back, looking into her eyes. "But I'm not going anywhere, Jenny. I'll fight to stay with you.

No man is perfect but God is. What do you think?

Rebecka laughs through her tears. There is almost too much laughter. It bubbles over because she has cried so much she has created an empty space, ready to be filled with another feeling.

You need a certain amount of nerve to be a writer.

There is no problem that is not actually a gift.

Those men and women are fortunate who are born at a time when a great struggle for human freedom is in progress.

As we step out of the way new things are born.

Bring me an order of escargots, but hold the slugs.

The journey over the bridge had unnerved me. The river water passed me by like an untouched drink. I suspected that even if my mother and brother had not been there I would have made no move to jump.