Quotes About Opulence

Some people think luxury is the opposite of poverty. It is not. It is the opposite of vulgarity.

There are people who have money and people who are rich.

I love luxury. And luxury lies not in richness and ornateness but in the absence of vulgarity. Vulgarity is the ugliest word in our language. I stay in the game to fight it.

Luxury must be comfortable, otherwise it is not luxury.

Was it true that Mr. Rask was omnipotently rich? Was he really still a bachelor? Why on earth? Did he ever go out? What were the tastes and pleasures of such a unique man?

The old marchioness had him tracing down bed hangings and carpets for her. Send that. Be here. To her, all the world was a menial. If she wanted a lobster or a sturgeon, she ordered it up, and if she wanted good taste she ordered it in the same way. The marchioness would run her hand over Florentine silks, making little squeaks of pleasure. "You bought it, Master Cromwell," she would say. "And very beautiful it is. Your next task is to work out how we pay for it.

Gems and jewels and sparkly things. Perfumes and powders and rouges and ribbons. Waltzes, polkas and polonaises. And princes for partners, And most of all, they liked satin dancing shoes.

Off with our nightgowns, and on with the silks and taffetas! Velvet and damask and lace like foam! Buttoned gloves, coral beads, pearl rings, diamond bracelets! Perfumes, powders, gilt tiaras and satin dancing shoes!

California can and does furnish the best bad things that are obtainable in America.

His cuffs are jewelled, and the moth pin that holds his cloak in place has wings that move on their own.

Wine is brought in coloured carafes. They glow aquamarine and sapphire, citrine and ruby, amethyst and topaz. Another course comes, with sugared violets and frozen dew. Then come domes of glass, under which little silvery fish sit in a cloud of pale blue smoke.

Cardan is wearing a high jewelled collar of jet on a stiff black doublet. Over the top of his pointed ears are knifelike caps of gold, matching the gold along his cheekbones. His expression is remote.

opulent patterns intricately stitched on skirts of gold and silver, each as beautiful as the dawn.

Cushions and rugs, goblets and trays and half-full decanters cover every surface- all of them in a riot of colours: vermillion and umber, peacock blue and bottle green, gold and damson plum.

Furnished in elaborate velvets, silks, and brocades, it's a riot of scarlet and deep blues and greens, everything rich and dark, like overripe fruit. The patterns on the material are the sorts of things I have become accustomed to- intricate braids of briars, leaves that might also be spiders when you looked at them from another angle, and a depiction of a hunt where it is unclear which of the creatures is hunting the other.

Gold fabric and glittering gems are drowning in scarlet.

Where there is abundance you can afford waste.

Champagne is never a mistake.

Got more ice than a super sized drink.

Being a vegan is a first-world phenomenon, completely self-indulgent.

I love Las Vegas. I like that Las Vegas has everything. Everything and anything you want to do, you can do in Las Vegas. You can pretty much do it all day and all night if you want to.

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.

I have four favorite places for womanizing: L.A., Miami, New York, and Vegas.