Quotes About Opulence

Luxury is a state of mind.

Rightfully given near-deity status in the early days of industrial America, the J.P. Morgans, Rockefellers, Carnegies, and Vanderbilts of the world not only ran our country, they were also revered - and often despised - as larger-than-life personalities who could perform feats mere mortals could only dream of.

Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold!

Rich and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her hand she bore.

She has the complexion of a wealthy infant.

They dined that night on champagne and lobster, despite widespread hunger in the capital. Overall, it was best to ignore the war as far as possible on such occasions. This was the tacit social convention. So instead of the trenches and troops, one talked of art and travels and scandal.

Being wealthy when no one else is is like being the only one at the party with a drink.

I'm a huge fur fan; it's no secret to anyone anymore.

There's a lot to be said for being nouveau riche, and the Reagans mean to say it all.

Luxury is a difficult object to describe - it's been the object of hundreds of years of discussion. We definitely don't need it, but it's good for the soul.

I heard people saying they were going to become millionaires by the time they were 25 - that's gross and obnoxious, but in California it's looked on as an asset.

If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another's.

True prosperity is the inward consciousness of spiritual opulence, wholeness, completeness; the consciousness of oneness with the very Source of abundance, Infinite Supply; the consciousness of possessing an abundance of all that is good for us, a wealth of personality of character that no disaster on land or sea could destroy.

If I am occasionally a little over-dressed, I make up for it by being always immensely over-educated.

Terence's idea of roughing it consisted of pork pie, veal pie, cold roast beef, a ham, pickles, pickled eggs, pickled beets, cheese, bread and butter, ginger beer and a bottle of port. It was possibly the best meal I had ever had in my life.

My shoes are made of Spanish leather, My socks are made of silk; I wear a ring on every finger, I wash myself in milk.

they'd ever enjoyed. Almost everyone mentioned some nice experience at a Four Seasons or Ritz-Carlton hotel.

G]old is their god, and for riches will they pawn their lives as well as their lands.

I AM' the Governing Presence, governing in Perfect Divine Order, commanding Harmony, Happiness, and the Presence of God's Opulence in my mind, my

Margarete Matzenauer reveled in the gorgeous opulence of her royal purple voice.

Now and then it is a joy to have one's table red with wine and roses...

a large silver tray, holding twelve covered dishes

embroidered with the brightest gold, and all over enriched with pearls. The hands next brought him an elegant dressing-table

Pinky Fein, a friend of Oscar's, owns the Gilded Lily, a four-star Midtown restaurant renowned for its beggar purses- paper-thin crepes filled with créme fraîche and Beluga caviar, tied into small bundles with chives, lightly sprayed with edible gold leaf, and presented like candles in a candelabra.