Quotes About Wealth

Papa, me demanda-t-il, les riches sont les plus forts en ce monde ? – Oui, Ilioucha, il n'y a pas plus puissant que le riche.

Mademoiselle de Watteville, to whom her enormous prospective fortune at that time lent considerable importance, had been brought up exclusively within the precincts of the Hotel de Rupt — which her mother rarely quitted, so devoted was she to her dear Archbishop — and severely repressed by an exclusively religious education, and by her mother's despotism, which held her rigidly to principles. Rosalie knew absolutely nothing.

It isn't what you earn but how spend it that fixes your class.

Now we got a lawyer, we got civilization, which I understand to mean that a man has a chance to get rich without working.

The reason for it all, nobody who is actually engaged in it can tell you, except the bosses, who believe that these sacred rites of composing dull letters and solemnly filing them away are observed in order that they may buy the large automobiles in which they do not have time to take the air.

To one who had never made more than five thousand a year himself, it was inspiring to explain before dozens of popeyed and admiring morons how they could make ten thousand -- fifty thousand -- a million a year, and all this by the Wonder Power of Suggestion, by Aggressive Personality, by the Divine Rhythm, in fact by merely releasing the Inner Self-shine.

Where there is abundance you can afford waste.

on Huang. The 1940s were Silver Dollar's golden years, as all

She moved with the confidence of privilege . .

Everyone wanted to be rich and beautiful, but the truly rich and beautiful had to pretend they were just the same as everyone else.

She didn't come from old money or new money but from never-quite-enough money.

Everyone wanted to be rich and beautiful, but the truly rich and beautiful had to pretend they were just the same as everyone else. Oh, it was a funny old world. "So, school politics, girls," Madeline said as she carefully

She'd paid full price, but life was a competition and she knew non-working wives of wealthy men loved to talk about how they'd saved by bargain-shopping for designer clothes. It was their contribution to the household finances.

Hidden Abuse in Upscale Marriages by Susan Weitzman (2000)

Ah, yes, money. They say it doesn't buy happiness, but I don't know about that.

Her sister, who was both wealthy and generous—a most excellent combination—

That was the irony: Her mother loved things so much that she had nothing. Erika

We're a bit too white breed here on the peninsula. We like to think we're diverse but it's only our bank accounts that differ.

What's she got to be flustered about if she's tall, blond and beautiful?" "Exactly," said Madeline, as if that answered the question. "She's got this equally gorgeous, rich husband too. They still hold hands. And he's nice. He buys me presents. Honestly, I have no idea why I stay friends with her.

She'd always made a point of pretending not to be interested in money, because she was, in fact, very interested in it.

It was just that there were so many different levels of "comfortable," and at Celeste's level no electricity bill could make her cry.

Everyone wanted to be rich and beautiful, but the truly rich and beautiful had to pretend they were just the same as everyone else. Oh, it was a funny old world.

Go to sleep then, safe in the financial fortress you built on a transgression and yet still it stands.

I cried all the way to the bank [response to negative reviews].