I'm not a god, I'm not a genius, I'm not a monk, I make non-design for non-consumers. I don't know if I do exist.

You create your own decoration. You choose your color, you choose your mood. ... If you are depressed, you put some bright yellow and suddenly you are happy.

My juicer is not meant to squeeze lemons; it is meant to start conversations.

My idea is to bring happiness, respect, vision, poetry, surrealism and magic [to design].

We have to replace beauty, which is a cultural concept, with goodness, which is a humanist concept.

I have this mental sickness called creativity.

Design is a dreadful form of expression

Subversive, ethical, ecological, political, humorous ... this is how I see my duty as a designer.

No one is obliged to be a genius, but everyone is obliged to participate.

Everything I have designed is absolutely unnecessary.

I am just a copier, an impostor. I wait, I read magazines. After a while my brain sends me a product.

Failures of nerve and energy are not permitted. That's what it means to be an object.

If you run a business, 80% of your business probably comes from 20% of your customers. If you are a creative person, 80% of your awards/recognition/income will come from 20% of your output.

If the guy likes/loves you, he won't care if you are a good kisser or not.He should like you for what you are - not how you kiss.

It looks like they've been watching old Japan tapes!

Nothing a housewife does is of value in capitalist terms because it does not take place on the market and therefore does not contribute to the Gross National Product.

Some people will ruin a movie for you if they enthuse too much.

Marriage takes work - it doesn't just happen.

So much are our minds influenced by the accidents of our bodies, that every man is more the man of the day than a regular and consequential character.

The transition strategies are more important than understanding what the outcome state will be.

She wore white heirloom lace about her throat And in her hair a bright golden feather A pearl like a plum hung ripe from her neck But her smile fetched ten gold together