I have no particular interest in antiquities or antiques, but I like things to meet a certain aesthetic.

Interior design is a travesty of the architectural process and a frightening condemnation of the credulity, helplessness and gullibility of the most formidable consumers - the rich.

It is the fragrant lack of practicality that makes high-heeled shoes so fascinating: in terms of static mechanics they induce a sort of insecurity which some find titillating.

It is sometimes easier to have furniture made than to find things.

The assumption must be that those who can see value only in tradition, or versions of it, deny man's ability to adapt to changing circumstances.

I wouldn't mind someone lobbing hand grenades at me, but having to reset the timer on the video recorder puts me into a blood-spitting frenzy.

You are what you pretend to be.

If you were born in Britain after World War II, you see a continuous atmosphere of decline, moral and economic and political.

My wife and I both love cooking - I am an advanced male - so we argue about who gets to rustle up dinner.

Taste is more to do with manners than appearances. Taste is both myth and reality; it is not a style.

That's one of the things about getting older isn't it? You suddenly realise that you are what you set out to be. And there are no role models any more.

We should be proud that our Prophet came into the world with the message of Islam to change it for the better, and not for the worse, or to keep things as they are.

Once I'm satisfied and I've made enough money where I can afford to live in Malibu, because it's very expensive, I will definitely be back there.

I'm not a cook and I always stick everything in the freezer and then I leave things out, saying 'if it's good today it will be good tomorrow.'

So are we still trying to end racial politics or are there just too many advantages to some political parties for that?

I don't want to hear the specials. If they're so special, put 'em on the menu.

Everything has been written. Everybody knows everything about me. There are no secrets. Except the skeletons in my closet.

The way to good conduct is never too late.

What's wrong with living in a dream world? You have to wake up.

When kindness has left people, even for a few moments, we become afraid of them, as if their reason had left them.

I wonder why we hate the past so.