There's nothing - I've bought everything I want. I don't like yachts or anything; you know, I'm not a yacht person, and I've got pretty much the nicest plane I'd want to have.
Extravagance is the luxury of the poor; penury is the luxury of the rich.
I've been offered private planes, and I'm like, 'No!'
I'm enjoying the money, the big house, the cars; what ghetto kid wouldn't?
How can you live the high life if you do not wear the high heels?
I must have gone through $10 million during my career. Part of the loot went for gambling, part for horses and part for women. The rest I spent foolishly.
I try to wear $1 million a day. At least.
I've never lived like a bloody rock star or anything.
Alas, I am dying beyond my means.
As far as luxury goes, about the only thing I do is... I go first class all the way. I live on the road, so when I'm out there, I'm getting the nice hotel suite, I'm getting the luxury car, I'm eating the good food, and I make sure I take care of myself on the road.
I spent most of my dough on booze, broads and boats and the rest I wasted.
The only thing that can console one for being poor is extravagance.
In two years, I spent all my money on cars, watches, boots, discos, restaurants, and friends who, in reality, were not friends at all. For a boy like me, who grew up in a poor neighbourhood and without money, it was dangerous.
I'm a big baller.
Anybody who probably lives alone and they have three or four cars, that's probably somebody that's spending a lot of money that they don't need to.
If a man is prodigal, he cannot be truly generous.
Television preachers extract money from the poor to live in a style and to indulge in shameful acts which equal or outdo the worst of the Renaissance Popes.
These people who build houses with 13 bathrooms and so on, there's something wrong with them.
Boy, I loathe Persian luxury.
It's very expensive to be me.
Give me the luxuries and I can dispense with the necessities.
Luxury, that alluring pest with fair forehead, which, yielding always to the will of the body, throws a deadening influence over the senses, and weakens the limbs more than the drugs of Circe's cup.
Luxury and excessive refinement are sure forerunners of the decadence of states, because when all individuals seek their own interests they neglect the public weal.
What's problematic about playing stadiums and driving around in private jets and drinking champagne at 8 o'clock in the morning? What's wrong with that? I haven't got a problem with that. I can't fathom why people would.
I had rock-star dreams from 8 or 9 almost nonstop. I thought it was going to be like being a god on earth: having as many women as you want whenever you want them, having super powers, being incredibly wealthy, never doing laundry.
