I don't know how people act. I've never understood that.

I'm too old to make drawings.

All America is much the same.

It's written into the Constitution that you're allowed to pursue happiness. In England it would be considered a frivolous objective.

In England, nobody's your friend.

I came first to America in 1977 at the invitation of a man who wanted to make my life story into a musical. But my agent said it was not to be and it was never done. So I went back, but I'd seen New York, and I wanted to live there. Because everybody talks to you in the street. See, nobody talks to you in England.

Our clothes are too much a part of us for most of us ever to be entirely indifferent to their condition: it is as though the fabric were indeed a natural extension of the body, or even of the soul.