I Don't Think About Myself Very Much.

I Saw This Vision With A Beautiful Plastic Bag In Kensington High Street, ... And Then You Didn't See The Face Because He Had This Blond Thing [indicating A Sweeping Fringe Across His Face] That Was, You Know, Too Much!

It Was So Interesting That The Girls Were Moving In Such A Different Way.

If I Was A Woman, I Would Be Dressed In The Same Thing For A Month And Just Change My Hat And Gloves. Maybe My Shoes Too; Yes, I See What You Mean But, Really, It's Jewels That Change An Outfit.

I Don't Even Think About The Word. But I Do Have Certain Things Where I Just Go, "aaaaahhh," Irritatingly Boring And Insistent Because I Want It To Look That Way And I Can Do It - I Don't Even Know If You'd Call It Passion Or Obsession. Obsession, Possibly, But I Really Love What I Do.

The Greatest Luxury Is Being Free.