The key is never, never work. Nothing is more aging than work. It's not only the strain of getting up in the morning for work, but it's the resentment that settles on your face

Though intelligence is powerless to modify character, it is a dab hand at finding euphemisms for its weaknesses.

I simply haven't the nerve to imagine a being, a force, a cause which keeps the planets revolving in their orbits and then suddenly stops in order to give me a bicycle with three speeds.

Posing was the first job I did in which I understood what I was doing.

In an expanding universe, time is on the side of the outcast.

Fashion is what you adopt when you don't know who you are.

My mother protected me from the world and my father threatened me with it.

The poverty from which I have suffered could be diagnosed as 'Soho' poverty. It comes from having the airs and graces of a genius and no talent.

Vice is its own reward.

Never keep up with the Joneses. Drag them down to your level.

No effort is required to define or even attain happiness, but enormous concentration is needed to abandon everything else.

When it comes to living and loving, we're all amateurs.

Innocence still lives within our hearts and the child within each of us knows right from wrong.

We learned about honesty and integrity - that the truth matters... that you don't take shortcuts or play by your own set of rules... and success doesn't count unless you earn it fair and square.

Connecting to the feelings in your body brings you back into present-moment awareness.

In terms of justice, the most important thing is not to be part of organized crime.

German Marxian's coined the dictum: If socialism is against human nature, then human nature must be changed.

We take a natural interest in novelties, but it is against nature to take an interest in familiar things.

When we got to our hotel rooms, mosquitoes as big as George Foreman were waiting for us. They were sitting in armchairs with their legs crossed.

I didn't like some of the movies that were coming into me

If language were liquid, it would be rushing in. Instead here we are in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be.