I believe in discipline, so I'm not the right person to cry about weakness and things like this, but maybe I'm not human.

Sure, I'd like to be like the House of Chanel

I've lost, but I also gained a lot. I'm a creative person, and no one can take that away from me. I've been told I committed professional suicide because it was the only escape from the terrible pressures I was facing. What do you think?

You only get a short life, so take chances.

You're only as good as your last collection, which is an enormous pressure.

In the early days I was incredibly creative and productive - I loved the research trips, I loved the creation and finding technical solutions to creative challenges. I didn't need alcohol and the pills for that. What changed was, I was afraid to say no - that little word, N.O. Because I thought it showed weakness. And with more and more success I would just say yes. And keep on taking more work on - which took its toll.

But I'm going to be a real good boy and take it day by day and try to concentrate on what's most important to me, and that's offering women a service.