We emphasize our differences by nationality, race and financially. [...] It's our common humanity that defines us.

Older women know who they are, and that makes them more beautiful than younger ones. I like to see a face with some character. I want to see lines. I want to see wrinkles.

Just because I never went to university doesn't mean you can't read, although I do feel a bit uneducated from time to time.

I think that reality TV is so bad. It is a tool by the media to not make people think.

My mum made a conscious decision not to teach me any Indian languages so I wouldn't talk with an accent.

I was always in trouble from an early age. I had a fraught relationship with my parents, who were very traditional. Doing plays at school was a joyous release.

I'm not an academic, but I've always loved poetry since I've been small.

If you don't take the chance to live life, what can you say at the end of it?

The unknown is always frightening.

A slice of hot, buttered toast is the perfect meal. It's not too much and not too little, and it gives you just the right buzz.

People have souls, and we all accept that cities have souls, too. It's why the locations are so important.

The creative life of the commercial photographer is like the life of a butterfly. Very seldom do we see a photographer who is really productive for more than eight or ten years.

Look for what's missing. Many advisors can tell a President how to improve what's proposed or what's gone amiss. Few are able to see what isn't there.

The thought of judgment, criticism and condemnation must, in time, operate against the one who sets it into motion.

As a quiet salute to Beavis and Butthead, I held up my index finger and thumb in an "L"-the international sign for loser.

I'm always pleased that I managed to stay out of jail throughout my tenure in Chicago.

I loved my body and did not want it to perish; I loved my soul and did not want it to decay. I have fought to reconcile these two primordial forces.

Fashion: by which what is really fantastic becomes for a moment the universal.

[T]hey stretch you on a table. Then they bid you close your eyelids, And they mask you with a napkin, And the anæsthetic reaches Hot and subtle through your being.

... no bell in us tolls to let us know for certain when truth is in our grasp.