My style was impetuous, my defenses were impregnable, and I was ferocious.

I don't want to be remembered. As long as my kids remember me, I'd rather be forgotten by everybody else.

What really amazed me was when I sent a suit out for cleaning, forgetting that $700 was in the pocket. They sent the suit back to me. If that happened in New York, both money and suit would be gone.

I'm just protecting my children and making sure I pull them in the right direction so they don't end up like me with having to go through all that hardship. They may not survive so it's all about putting them on the right track.

I don't do anything. My life sucks.

If they don't have that extreme addict personality, you can never understand how a guy can blow 300 or 400 million dollars. If I have to live at the top of the world, I also have to live at the bottom of the ocean. I don't know how to live in the middle of life.

Everybody's got plans... until they get hit.