I am what I am. Before I was not so proud to make fashion. My family thought fashion wasn't very interesting. So I hid that.

How can you live the high life if you do not wear the high heels?

Perfume follows you; it chases you and lingers behind you. It's a reference mark. Perfume makes silence talk.

You can create fashion everywhere in the world, but the place where you are crowned is Paris.

Perfume is like a parenthesis, a moment of freedom, peace, love and sensuality in between the disturbances of modern living.

It doesn't matter one damn bit whether fashion is art or not. You don't question whether an incredible chef is an artist or not-his cakes are delicious and that's all that matters.

I don't like women who are multiform, who wear many different shapes. Women who retain a unique shape are usually unique people.

The essence of seduction for me in a man, although it stems from his rough, almost rough-neck looks, still contains something of the woman: he must be seductive and intelligent.

I think in the darkest moments, we need a break.

Being one step ahead of a fashion trend is not so important to me. What matters is to always forge ahead.

I was rather free, and I always did what I wanted to do, sometimes without listening to the people who warned me not to do this or that.

Death is not considerate, or fair.

Healthy home, healthy life.

Before I left for Germany, I had gotten accepted to the performing arts high school in New York, which was a big dream of mine. And having to leave that was very sad for me.

We must depend upon the Boy Scout Movement to produce the MEN of the future.

The 'Barnaby' books were always intended to be graphic novels.

For right now, it really is the end. Hopefully in 10 years we'll all be married and have babies.

Modern man lives increasingly in the future and neglects the present.

Those who would wage war, should first eliminate all domestic enemies before proceeding to attack the external foe.

I spread love wherever I'm at. I'm like Marvin Gaye.

The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart.