People ask how can a Jewish kid from the Bronx do preppy clothes? Does it have to do with class and money? It has to do with dreams.

I think the accessories look very modern and very exciting. These big earrings, these big hoops. I think the girls are sort of falling in love with... collars, neck collars.

My wife Ricky is my muse. Her personal style and natural beauty have always been my inspiration.

Each day is an occasion to reinvent ourselves

Style is very personal. It has nothing to do with fashion. Fashion is over quickly. Style is forever.

Fashion is not necessarily about labels. It's not about brands. It's about something else that comes from within you.

Personal style is about taking a risk, trying something unexpected, and having fun with fashion, but always being true to yourself.

What I do is about living. It's about living the best life you can and enjoying the fullness of the life around you- from what you wear, to the way you live, to the way you love.

Personal style is about a sense of yourself, a sense of what you believe in and wearing what you like.

Enjoy your family. Do things that you like to do. Stay strong. That's the secret to remaining happy.

I don't design clothes, I design dreams.

Personally I know only one person who wrote about utopia. Afterwards he was executed. I suppose it's not my genre.

To wit, existence is communication and communication is existence.

Music is God's gift to man, the only art of Heaven given to earth, the only art of earth we take to Heaven.

Psychoanalysis is out, under a therapeutic disguise, to do away entirely with the moral faculty in man.

Winning means being unafraid to lose.

My grandmother was an English teacher for a while. And she stressed to me the importance of reading, being able to articulate well.

So here we are, talking about Roman unicycles and alien sandwiches and my sister’s Italian misfortunes, while hanging in between us is: MY EPIC FAILURE TO CARPE. What’s wrong with me?

A Warrior knows when a battle is worth fighting.

Give me a man who steals a little and I can make money

Alone, alone, about the dreadful wood / Of conscious evil runs a lost mankind, / Dreading to find its Father.