Quotes About Money

When the pastor and his or her church have a vision, they will put their energy, time, money, and personnel into achieving it.

It's complicated, being an American, Having the money and the bad conscience, both at the same time.

The vast majority of my time is traveling and talking about the issues. It isn't really calling and asking for money.

Indies are always an extra challenge. The time is shorter because you have less money to spend and fewer days to shoot.

Last time I looked at a [pay]check, I said to myself, 'Who the hell is FICA? And when I meet him, I'm going to punch him in the face. Oh my God, FICA is killing me.'

It's easy to be generous with money. Far harder to be generous with your time.

Time is money, be a better you.

Si hay algo en el mundo que me divierta de veras es el espectáculo de sus luchas mentales cuando una cuestión de principio está en pugna con una cuestión práctica, como es el dinero. Naturalmente, en usted el lado práctico siempre vence, pero yo continúo a su alrededor para ver si el lado mejor de su naturaleza logra triunfar algún día. Y, cuando llegue ese día, haré la maleta y me marcharé

He says, You only came because I'm rich. I say that's how I desire him, with his money, that when I first saw him he was already in his car, in his money, so I can't say what I'd have done if he'd been different.

Si Ter a vécu il a dû être de ce côté de la société où l'argent est facile, où l'idée est courte, où le mystique du chef tient lieu d'idéologie et justifie le crime.

Her mother won't stop her when she tries to make money. The child will say, I asked him for five hundred piastres so that we can go back to France. Her mother will say, Good, that's what we'll need to set ourselves up in Paris, we'll be able to manage, she'll say, with five hundred piastres. The child knows what she's doing is what the mother would have chosen for her to do, if she'd dared, if she'd had the strength, if the pain of her thoughts hadn't been there every day, wearing her out.

as you know, I don't believe in fear, just an invention by men so they get all the money and good jobs...

Slasher Hathaway marks his territory by spending money. He might as well have pissed on her. It means nothing.

But Lucy, I've no money. I put my face up to his and smiled. He smiled back. Frankly my dear, I beamed, I don't give a damn. I had always wanted to say that.

Even though she was weird and saved money and hadn't had sex until she got married, I was still very fond of her.

Even she couldn't believe she'd spent so much money on household appliance. Money that she could just as easily have spend on handbags or bottles of wine. The only conclusion she could draw was that she was finally grown-up. Which was funny because in her head she was still sixteen and trying to decide what to do when she left school.

The  thought system which dominates our culture is laced with selfish values, and relinquishing those values is a lot easier said than done. The journey to a pure heart can be highly disorienting.  For years, we may have worked for power, money or prestige.  Now all of a sudden we've learned that these are just the values of a dying world.

Our government has become a system of legalized bribery

Giving people a lot of consumer products but not giving them information is like giving people lots of candy but withholding basic nourishment. Perhaps if you give people a way to make more money, they won't notice that you've taken away something even more precious. If you legitimize their self-centeredness, they'll be more likely to forget about their ancestors, their fellow citizens, or their descendants.

Fairy tales are about money, marriage, and men. They are the maps and manuals that are passed down from mothers and grandmothers to help them survive.

Mary Jane Clairmont, the second wife of William Godwin, and Mary Shelley's stepmother, had the idea of bringing out French fairy tales for children in an attempt to make some much needed money for the family (she has not been given her due by biographers, in my view).

No existía ninguna atmósfera mejor que la del dinero para entrar en razones.

In short, the gabbellotto was a mafioso who for a certain sum of money protected the real estate of the rich from all claims made on it by the poor, legal or illegal. When any poor peasant tried to implement the law which permitted him to buy uncultivated land, the gabbellotto frightened him off with threats of bodily harm or death. It was that simple.

I was forty-five years old and tired of being an artist. Besides, I owed $20,000 to relatives, finance companies, banks and assorted bookmakers and shylocks. It was really time to grow up and sell out as Lenny Bruce once advised. So I told my editors 'OK, I'll write a book about the mafia, just give me some money to get started'.