Fame and success have brought me everything, except a loving, on-going relationship. I seem to eat people up and destroy them no matter how hard I try to make things work. Sometimes I wake up in a cold sweat, screaming with fear because I'm so alone. That's why I go out looking for someone who will love me, even if it's just for a one-night stand.

Success has brought me world idolisation and millions of pounds. But it's prevented me from having the one thing we all need: A loving, ongoing relationship.

Failure comes from ego, greed, envy, fear, imitation. I have success not because I am smart, but because I am rational.

Success is having to worry about every damn thing in the world, except money.

Focus alone is not enough; putting in the time to commit is also crucial to achieve success.

I've often felt there might be more to be gained by studying business failures than business successes.