I get along with everyone except for men my age, who are bourgeois or retired or boring.

At my age, I don’t need to be a sexy bundle of muscles, thank you very much.

I have no personality, or I have three, depending on how you look at it.

I'm never content with what I do. I live in a sort of permanent dissatisfaction. I think that's the secret to doing things well.

Fashion is neither moral or immoral, but it is for rebuilding the morale.

Reinvent new combinations of what you already own. Improvise. Become more creative. Not because you have to, but because you want to. Evolution is the secret for the next step.

I had an interview once with some German journalist - some horrible, ugly woman. It was in the early days after the communists - maybe a week after - and she wore a yellow sweater that was kind of see-through. She had huge tits and a huge black bra, and she said to me, "It's impolite; remove your glasses." I said, "Do I ask you to remove your bra?"