When I design and wonder what the point is I think of someone having a bad time in their life. Maybe they are sad and they wake up and put on something I have made and it makes them feel just a bit better. So in that sense fashion is a little help in the life of a person. But only a little.

Quarreling over food and drink having neither scruples nor shame not knowing right from wrong not trying to avoid death or injury not fearful of greater strength or of greater numbers greedily aware only of food and drink - such is the bravery of the dog and boar.

We live in grief for having left the womb for having left the teat then school then home. In my case it was leaving marriages and the death of my wife.

Kurt and I weren't the closest of friends but I knew him well enough to be devastated by his death. For such a quiet person he was so excited about having a child.

A belief in hell and the knowledge that every ambition is doomed to frustration at the hands of a skeleton have never prevented the majority of human beings from behaving as though death were no more than an unfounded rumor.

I shall not die of a cold. I shall die of having lived.

I decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again.

You know when I feel inwardly beautiful? When I am with my girlfriends and we are having a 'goddess circle'.

Falling in love and having a relationship are two different things.

My dad died when I was three so my mom had to raise four kids on her own and I think there's a part of me that pulls upon having watched my mom do that our whole lives. She had to make it work.