You haven't partied until you've partied at dawn in complete silence with Buddhist monks.

Darkness is a kind of visual silence, and monks love it.

We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

I mean, I can get things done if I need to, but I can really be completely irresponsible and procrastinate until the very, very, very bitter end. In fact, sometimes I work better under pressure.

You get kind of bored being in catalogues all the time.

Your regrets aren't what you did, but what you didn't do. So I take every opportunity.