The perfection of wisdom, and the end of true philosophy is to proportion our wants to our possessions, our ambitions to our capacities, we will then be a happy and a virtuous people.

He pointed to the money, and said: The love of it is the root of all evil. There it lies, the ancient tempter, newly red with the shame of its latest victory--the dishonor of a priest of God and his two poor juvenile helpers in crime. If it could but speak, let us hope that it would be constrained to confess that of all its conquests this was the basest and the most pathetic.

His grandeurs were stricken valueless: they seemed to fall away from him like rotten rags. The procession moved on, and still on, through ever augmenting splendours and ever augmenting tempests of welcome; but to Tom Canty they were as if they had not been. He neither saw nor heard. Royalty had lost its grace and sweetness; its pomps were become a reproach. Remorse was eating his heart out. He said, "Would God I were free of my captivity!

Now, Jack, is there anything you would like? The youth pondered for a moment. I'd like a shillin', said he. Nothing you would like better? I'd like two shillin' better, the prodigy answered after some thought.

What give all that is tragic, whatever its form, the characteristic of the sublime, is the first inkling of the knowledge that the world and life can give no satisfaction, and are not worth our investment in them. The tragic spirit consists in this. Accordingly it leads to resignation.

She taught me that women who want without needing are expensive and sometimes wasteful, but women who need without wanting are dangerous — they suck you in and pretend not to notice.

Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper's bell of an approaching looter.

Money is only a tool. It will take you wherever you wish, but it will not replace you as the driver.

Money will not purchase happiness for the man who has no concept of what he wants.

The man who damns money has obtained it dishonorably; the man who respects it has earned it.

Money is the barometer of society's virtue.

Money is the product of virtue, but it will not give you virtue and it will not redeem your vices