There's a lot in my closet. I've been collecting things since I was five. I'm definitely a pack rat. I'm not a hoarder, but I'm definitely a pack rat. I will keep anything if I have a memory in it or a good moment.
At a very early age I started a cartoon scrapbook, actually when I was in high school. And it became, in turn, a scrapbook of my life. And there are about 2,000 volumes.
It's important to celebrate the monogram. It's the DNA of Vuitton. I think - I hope - there is an interest in the philosophy and culture of the Vuitton name. It's quite coherent and intellectual, and the products are great. These are things you will want to pass on - things you treasure.
I archive a lot of my clothes and have them wrapped up and in boxes. I call them 'little tombs' and keep them in a storage space... I would never get rid of the dress I wore on the night I won my Oscar. When I die, someone can have it, but not a minute before!
Collectors are happy people.
I don’t have a photograph, but you can have my footprints. They’re upstairs in my socks.
I enjoy books as misers enjoy treasures, because I know I can enjoy them whenever I please.
To me, my recipes are priceless.
Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.
Well, my parents were sort of packrats. They never threw anything away and, all through their time together, they stored away various things in a vault.
I would say aside from Moxie soda bottles and Masonic artifacts, there's nothing I really collect.
I have been to the world's end and back and now I know what I would put in my bottom drawer .I would put my sisters.
I've always collected vintage kitchenalia because it's beautifully made, and I love to see things that have been used down the ages.
If you have moved over vast territories and dared to love silly things, you will have learned even from the most primitive items collected and put aside in your life.
I collect objects I fall in love with more than antiques per se. Value is not a criteria that attracts me to something.
Everything from a lifetime's worth of collecting things. You know as we go through life, and something stays and ends up on your shelf and lives there until you die? Just those little things.
I have a picture of the Pont Neuf on a wall in my apartment, but i know that Paris is really on the closet shelf, in the box next to the sleeping bag, with the rest of my diaries.
Ah, Meese has brought us her finest goblets! A moment, whilst Kruppe sweeps out cobwebs, insect husks and other assorted proofs of said goblets' treasured value.
The dearer a book was to my heart, the more battered and bruised it became.
There's some things in life that you really consider to be priceless.
Remember that the most valuable antiques are dear old friends.
I come from a family of compulsive collectors, and my first memories are really all about collecting. I remember visiting flea markets with my mother or my grandmother - she goes to local ones around Varese, Italy, every Sunday when she's at home.
I collect antiques. Why? Because they're beautiful.
I still have the art projects my kids made for me 20 years ago. I cherish them, crude and silly as some of them may be.
I have so many pieces that once belonged to my mom and both of my grandmothers. All of these pieces are very sentimental, and I love to wear them. I also have many pieces from my father that I probably cherish the most. I love wearing his dress shirts.
