Quotes About Materialism

It has a shiny buckle with PRADA on it, which is Italian for insecure.

She's got a big belt around her hips. It has a shiny buckle with PRADA on it, which is Italian for insecure.

money making money making money into a giant fucking tower of bullshit.

It's just like Darren to worry about poor people in China while giving no thought to poor people in America, who need Walmart because they can't afford to shop anywhere else—a losers' club Rich feels, eternally, on the brink of joining, if he hasn't already.

prestige, and possessions are the three things that prevent us from recognizing and receiving the reign of God. . . .

Before I liked cars, yachts, having a door to lock, and you. :)

one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver.

But there's this one difference: one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver. Mine has nothing valuable about it; yet I shall have the merit of making it go as far as such poor stuff can go. His had first-rate qualities, and they are lost, rendered worst than unavailing.

Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream that vanished with the morn:

The worn soles of Daffy's boots skidded on the icy stones. He'd been saving up for a new pair for Christmas, but then he'd come across an encyclopaedia in ten volumes, going cheap. Boots might last ten years, at best, but knowledge was eternal.

We spend most of our lives holding on to objects, he thought, and finally they fall from our cold dead hands and those who tidy up after us have to worry of what to do with all this stuff.

Swiping's bad but if I was a swiper I'd swipe good stuff like cars and chocolates.

There's a boy whose affection I am determined to hunt down and kill. It used to be material objects I felt I needed to be happy. It would make me feel stable if I had him. If I had someone like him, it would prove that I'm stable, and then I wouldn't have to do the work to get there. I am constantly looking for ways to cede control of my worries to someone, anyone.

In the grip of madness, materialism begins to look like an admirable belief system.

Stop honouring externals, quit turning yourself into the tool of mere matter, or of people who can supply you or deny you those material things.

As long as you honour material things, direct your anger at yourself rather than the thief or adulterer.

These reasonings are unconnected: "I am richer than you, therefore I am better"; "I am more eloquent than you, therefore I am better." The connection is rather this: "I am richer than you, therefore my property is greater than yours;" "I am more eloquent than you, therefore my style is better than yours." But you, after all, are neither property nor style.

For you will learn by experience that it's true: the things that men admire and work so hard to get prove useless to them once they're theirs.

Our possessions should be suited to our bodies and lives, just as our shoes are suited to our feet. Could you run better if your shoes were larger than your feet, or gold-plated and diamond studded? Of course not. Once you let your appetite exceed what is necessary and useful, desire knows no bounds.

A person's worth, after all, is not found in possessions or style.

Externals include the body and its members, as well as material goods. If you grow attached to any of them as if they were your own, you will incur the penalties prescribed for a thief.

Don't look for it in externals; it isn't in the body, and, if you doubt me, just look at Myron or Ophellius. It isn't in wealth, look at Croesus, or look at the rich of today: you'll see how unhappy they are.

We get angry because we put too high a premium on things that they can steal. Don't attach such value to your clothes, and you won't get angry with the thief who takes them.

Loss and sorrow are only possible with respect to things we own.