The most expensive hobby a rich man could have is a boat, and the second most expensive hobby he could have is a very old house.

In a rich man's house there is no place to spit but his face.

I'm a rich man, but I don't want to be a miser.

My dream is to have a beautiful old house in Monaco.

A rich man is nothing but a poor man with money.

Our own place is mall perhaps, but when your old man is eaten by his own shadow, you realise that maybe in every house, something so savage and sad and brilliant is standing up, without the world even seeing it.
Maybe that's what these pages of words are about:
Bringing the world to the window.