Quotes About Excess

In Las Vegas, you confront yourself with your darkest desires, because they're all possible there.

I don't think anyone leaves Las Vegas rejuvenated, their skin shining, their bank accounts glowing. No one leaves Vegas, like, 'I didn't make one mistake. That felt great. Back to work.'

When people come to Vegas, they expect a show that's over the top.

Vegas is the best place to go out. You can't stay more than two nights, but everything is so big and grand.

You don't wear leather bucket hats in Vegas.

Nowhere else in America is everyone really ready to get outta their minds. No pun intended, like my song. Vegas is that place.

Anything you can do that's self-destructive in Vegas, whatever that is, I do it.

I've always had these morals I've sort of put on myself: that excess is bad. I used to be into Buddhism and stuff. I was vegetarian. I was all about shutting things out.

We have the word 'Mc' attached to so many things now, like 'McMansions.' It's become part of our vernacular as something on steroids almost, just bigger and bigger. I think, to a degree, studios have fallen prey to that as well.

I'm on my version of the protein diet, but there ain't no protein in it. It's a Krispy Kreme doughnut between two Cinnabons. And you soak it overnight in Red Bull. Then you chase it with a Snickers.

You've made yourself more available than a whore in a Las Vegas casino.

A considerable amount of American consumption spending is not for the enjoyment of consumption per se, but to show off wealth, status, or sexual allure. In the famous phrase of the economist and social critic Thorstein Veblen, this is "conspicuous consumption," that is, consumption whose main purpose is to impress others rather than to be enjoyed by oneself.2

Two things mania did were to keep you up all night and to enable nonstop sex: pretty much the definition of college.

because we watched her so closely out of the corners of our eyes, everything she did made too much noise, her cigarette smoke got into everything, she drank too much wine at dinner.

Sweat began to pour off me and the contents of my stomach–soft serve ice cream, peach schnapps, and a handful of wax potpourri I'd earlier mistaken for Gummi bears–roiled in an unholy stew. The smell of poached eggs was overwhelming. Without benefit of loafers or coat, I ran outside to vomit in a snowbank. All I could think the entire time was, "Nancy Reagan was right." After that, I just said no to smoking pot, and, for quite a while, poaching eggs.

grabbing for the last loaf of bread or gallon of milk or four-pack of toilet paper, as if everyone's snow-day plans included French toast and diarrhea.

First of all, it's got a million calories.

The charge I myself should bring against the German people is that of over indulgence in patriotism. Out of it have grown most of their follies.

Io definisco la sua vera e propria saggezza, non soltanto per quanto concerne il nostro caso, ma anche riferendosi al viaggio che noi tutti compiamo lungo il fiume della vita. Quante persone, nel corso di tale viaggio, caricano la barca, al punto da farle correre il pericolo di colare a picco, con un intero magazzino di cose stupide ritenute essenziali per i piaceri e gli agi del viaggio ma che in realtà sono soltanto inutile ingombro!

How many people, on that voyage, load up the boat till it is ever in danger of swamping with a store of foolish things which they think essential to the pleasure and comfort of the trip, but which are really only useless lumber.

What person who has enjoyed life could possibly think one is enough?

In the Eighties, live work had to be very extravagant.

We used to go to Studio 54 - an amazing place.

Studio 54 made Halloween in Hollywood look like a PTA meeting.