Mind you, I would never ever sell anything of mine no matter how much they may be worth, now. I don't buy things to flip or impress visitors or to flip, I buy because I love them.
Over the years we became close. He collected my art, we'd talk for hours, drink and see movies together. He'd photograph me a lot because he thought I looked like Isabella Rosellini (I have no idea why). Even when he was in hospice -- which he beat -- we'd have "Karl Lagerfeld dance parties" in his room to the amazement of the nursing staff.