Quotes About Wealth

God provides not only in what he gives us, but at times in what he keeps from us. Have you ever noticed that excess money just seems to dissipate in a multitude of directions?

Andrew Carnegie said, "The almighty dollar bequeathed to a child is an almighty curse. No man has the right to handicap his son with such a burden as great wealth.

When will we learn that God doesn't give us greater wealth to increase our standard of living, but to increase our standard of giving?

God is the owner of all things, and we are simply his stewards.

Ever seen that bumper sticker "He who dies with the most toys wins"? Millions of people act as if it were true. The more accurate saying is "He who dies with the most toys still dies—and never takes his toys with him." When we die after devoting our lives to acquiring things, we don't win—we lose. We move into eternity, but our toys stay behind, filling junkyards. The bumper sticker couldn't be more wrong.

There is a powerful relationship between our true spiritual condition and our attitude and actions concerning money and possessions.

I do not believe for a moment that the Scriptures are against wealth. But the warning to those who make wealth their pursuit is a stern reality. Wealth must be processed through a philosophy of life that is greater than wealth itself. If not, it shapes the mind for bitter disappointments.

a solemn reminder not to make our goal in life one of sheer material pursuit. The allurement is great, and the disappointments are proportionate.

Once you have gained a following of such magnitude; once you can do no wrong by virtue of the adulation you receive; once you are one of the richest people in the world and can buy the companies that sponsor you; once you have a magical impact on the minds of people… is it not a short step to playing god in the minds of your followers?

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Ours is a culture and a time immensely rich in trash as it is in treasures.

I talk. Jim runs. I tilt stones, Jim grabs the cold junk under the stones and -lickety-split! I climb hills. Jim yells off church steeples. I got a bank account. Jim's got the hair on his head, the yell in his mouth, the shirt on his back and the tennis shoes on his feet. How come I think he's richer?

Is it because we're having so much fun at home we've forgotten the world? Is it because we're so rich and the rest of the world's so poor and we just don't care if they are? I've heard rumors; the world is starving, but we're well fed. Is it true, the world works hard and we play? Is that why we're hated so much?

Go Panther-pawed where all the mined truths sleep. Not smash and grab, but rather find and keep; Go panther-pawed where all the mined truths sleep To detonate the hidden seeds with stealth So in your wake a weltering dream of wealth Springs up unseen, ignored and left behind As you sneak on, pretending to be blind.

As long as everyone has ten thousand insurance everyone's happy.

It's the rich who have dreams and rockets!

Aha! Mine all mine. My life savings. Look at all that snow there. Very comforting. I've got enough here to buy everything I want in the world, but I'm not going to because I'd sooner have the money.

Protection is the first necessity of opulence and luxury

Kings, ministers, aristocrats, the rich in general, kept the people in poverty and subjection; they kept them as they kept dogs, to fight and hunt for their service.

Principles won't do. Acquisitions, clothes, pretty rags-rags that wouldfly off at the first good shake.

To tear treasure out of the bowels of the land was their desire, with no more moral purpose at the back of it than there is in burglars breaking into a safe.

Don't you know what the police are for, Stevie?  They are there so that them as have nothing shouldn't take anything away from them who have.

The audacity of youth reckons upon what it fancies an unlimited time at its disposal; but a millionaire has unlimited means in his hand—which is better. One's time on earth is an uncertain quantity, but about the long reach of millions there is no doubt.

But this is the idlest of dreams: for I did understand perfectly well at the time that the moment the breath left the body of the Magnificent Capitaz, the Man of the People freed at last from the toils of love and wealth, there was nothing more for me to do in Sulaco.