Allure is a word very few people use nowadays, but it's something that exists. Allure holds you, doesn't it? Whether it's a gaze or a glance in the street or a face in the crowd or someone sitting opposite you at lunch... you are held

The West is boring itself to death! And talking itself to death!

I'm for everybody. There are no set rules. But if one's not a joiner. To hell with all of them!

No one cuts backs like he did. No one knows what a back is anymore.

You know the greatest thing is passion, without it what have you got? I mean if you love someone you can love them as much as you can love them but if it isn’t a passion, it isn’t burning, it isn’t on fire, you haven’t lived.

We all need a splash of bad taste. No taste is what I am against.

Being vulgar is fine, but oh please just don't be boring.