Sirio Maccioni

I try to be happy, but I'm never happy. I don't believe in happiness. I was happy yesterday, but today and tomorrow is a different story.

I really hate to get old. I don't talk about it much. And sometimes at night I wake up and I have nightmares that I know how old I am.

When I want to really eat great, I eat at home when my wife cooks.

Recently, I was in Bernalda, my dad's ancestral home town in Italy. He has just refurbished a palazzo and turned it into a hotel, so we had my sister's wedding there. It was beautiful.

I am happy to the spokeswoman for this French youth that tomorrow will be spearhead new hope in the shape of the National Front.

I cannot cook to save my life. I'm really frighteningly useless, when you get down to it.