I completely scorn the falsifying, the sanctimonious, the cheap and the shoddy.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
These critics who crucify me do not guess the littlest part of my sincerity. They must be burned in a blaze. I cannot learn from them.
It's not that I don't believe in creativity and innovation and new ideas, and the creativity that comes with fashion, which I really respect. But one of my biggest concerns is just how cheap we expect everything to be.
I didn't want my epitaph to read 'Here lies John Caudwell, billionaire.' I knew that wasn't enough. I've had a charitable instinct all my life, but working gave me no time for it.
A little disdain is not amiss; a little scorn is alluring.
The thing is, I don't believe in most of what's done. The amount of financial and imaginative energy that's put into mediocrity is just amazing which I find to be fundamentally offensive as a human being.
Everything I do is always scrutinised. But that's all I'll say about that.
I hate careless flattery, the kind that exhausts you in your efforts to believe it.
I am fiercely loyal to those willing to put their money where my mouth is.
I always ignore money.
I live like a scumbag, but it's cheap.