Quotes About Business

Buy into a company because you want to own it, not because you want the stock to go up.... People have been successful investors because they've stuck with successful companies. Sooner or later the market mirrors the business.

After 25 years of buying and supervising a great variety of businesses, Charlie and I have not learned how to solve difficult business problems. What we have learned is to avoid them.

Books about business deal with functions and strategies—the mechanics of running a successful company," he said. "Fiction teaches you about human beings—how they think, how they behave, what's important to them. I'm more interested in people than I am in how businesses work.

The limits of trust depend much on whether you mean to do business more than once.

On the other hand, a New Yorker charged me with hero worship of Lee and more: "Over-emphasis upon the Christianity of the butcher in a human slaughter business by one who was a parasitic blueblood all his life." This one is filed under "Views of the War, Marxist.

And as for the matter of the alleged uncleanliness of our business, ye shall soon be initiated into certain facts hitherto pretty generally unknown, and which, upon the whole, will triumphantly plant the sperm whale-ship at least among the cleanliest things of this tidy earth.

Capitalism must be kept alive by non-capitalist methods.

War is men's business; and this war is the business of every man in Ilium, myself above all.

Our ethos is all that we currently hold to be true. It is what we act upon. It governs our manners, our business, and our politics.

No harm shall come to any business interest as the result of administrative policy so long as I am President

was allowed to merge with Hartford. It was all settled out of court

The business of America is business,' said Calvin Coolidge

The TV business is uglier than most things. It is normally perceived as some kind of cruel and shallow money trench through the heart of the journalism industry, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free and good men die like dogs, for no good reason.

The Oakland chapter's "bondsman" is a handsome middle-aged woman with platinum-blond hair named Dorothy Connors. She has a pine-paneled office, drives a white Cadillac and treats the Angels gently, like wayward children. "These boys are the backbone of the bail-bond business," she says. "Ordinary customers come and go, but just like clockwork, the Angels come down to my office each week to make their payments. They really pay the overhead.

I've always thought that the blue-collar vote had to be a source of his strength," said Frank Mankiewicz, McGovern's main strategist. "It always seemed to me that McGovern—not as the anti-war candidate but as the 'change' candidate—would appeal more to Middle America than he would to any other group. They're the ones with the most to gain from change and they're the ones who get screwed by the way we do business in this country.

The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free and good men die like dogs. There's also a negative side. --Hunter S. Thompson

The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free and good men die like dogs. There's also a negative side.

A]ll business for us men on earth is based on material things -- so we've just got to work hard and share the fruits of our labors with one another.

The dance of capital, the harmony of a balance sheet, and the way these abstractions interact with people, their characters and desires, either as individuals or in a mass. Understand that one is the other, that they are two separate ways of expressing the same thing, and you understand the whole nature of business.

In his particular line of business, peace had reigned for nearly a year. And peace was killing him.

Because people are very careful with the secrets of their own business doesn't mean that they'll be careful with the secrets of yours.

I've got a gig, Jim said. I sat up in my bed, wide-awake. A gig was good- I needed the money. Half. Third. Half. Thirty-five percent. Jim's voice hardened. Half. The phone went silent as my former Guild partner mulled it over. Okay, forty. I hung up.(...) The phone rang. I let it ring twice before I picked it up. Fine. Jim's voice had a hint of a snarl in it. Half.

He hung up and glanced at me. I'm sorry, I have to take care of business. It can't wait, but I'll keep it short. Not a problem. I'll busy myself with being seen and tossing my hair. Would you like me to twirl it on my finger while biting my lip? Could you? No, sorry. I grinned at him

You fellows ever thought of hiring out as a Christmas lights crew? You'd make a fortune.