I presume my work has also always been about reduction without any distraction or after effects, outside emotions, or intimacy or complicity with the subject.

I'm most interested in that moment when my entire perspective changes, and I have to reconsider everything.

Since I was a child, my whole life has revolved around music. It's often while listening to a song that ideas for my fashion collections formed.

In the future, fast-fashion retailers might change their philosophy toward real efforts to create a world of their own. One can only hope.

Fashion somehow, for me, is purely and happily irrational.

Photography has always been about documentary, the depiction of the instant, a moment, sometimes a place. Each project is somehow an experimentation of a specific context or a character.

I'd like men to think about evolving into something more sophisticated, more seductive. To explore the possibility of an entirely new masculinity.

Music has shaped men’s fashion and transposed in a playful and witty manner its riding or military heritage. It is difficult to figure out who leads but music and fashion are connected genetically.

Men's fashion has a certain heaviness in the fabrics and construction. But also there is a heaviness in the mentality.

Men are not supposed to be mysterious. That's what you say about women. But I think men can have a little of it, too.

David Bowie, for me, was the butchest guy in town. Jagger was like a truck driver.

At home, Tommy tried to avoid looking too long at himself in the mirror, for his reflection stirred in him a feeling of great loneliness and a fear that this loneliness might be permanent.

I'd found him, and he was mine - cute little bugger that he was, messed up glasses, funky shoes and all.

Life is like a dream, when you wake up, you only have memories.

Self-discovery is above all the realization that we are alone: it is the opening of an impalpable, transparent wall - that of our consciousness - between the world and ourselves.

His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way I’d never be able to express in words. He was part of me. And I was part of him. Tethered together for the rest of eternity.

What do we want to be prefects for?” said George, looking revolted at the very idea. “It’d take all the fun out of life.

If the mass of people hesitate to act, strike with swiftly and with boldness, the brave heart that understands and seizes opportunity can everything.

The last thing I would want to do is to create the impression that sectarianism came from only one side of the community.

Just as our eyes need light in order to see, our minds need ideas in order to create.

God himself helps those who dare.