Quotes About Money

I reckon I'll be at the beck and call of folks with money all my life, but thank God I won't ever again have to be at the beck and call of every son of a bitch who's got two cents to buy a stamp.

probably by that time he had learned that there were three things and no more: breathing, pleasure, darkness; and without money there could be no pleasure, and without pleasure it would not even be breathing but mere protoplasmic inhale and collapse of blind unorganism in a darkness where light never began.

Making or getting money is a kind of game where there are not any rules at all.

I don't mean a 1905 Republican---I don't know what his Tennessee politics were, or if he had any---I mean a 1961 Republican. He was more: he was a Conservative. Like this: a Republican is a mad who made his money; a Liberal is a man who inherited his; a Democrat is a barefooted Liberal in a cross-country race; a Conservative is a Republican who has learned to read and write.

And when a man that old takes up money-hunting, it's like when he takes up gambling or whisky or women. He aint going to have time to quit.

I could have used the money real well. But it's not like they cost me any-thing except the baking. I can tell him that anybody is likely to make a miscue, but it's not all of them that can get out of it without loss, I can tell him. It's not everybody can eat their mistakes, I can tell him.

It seems impossible for a man to learn the value of money without first having to learn to waste it.

It beats all how some folks think that making or getting money is a kind of game where there are not any rules at all.

Keep it amateur. You're not writing for money but for pleasure. It should be fun. And it should be exciting. Maybe not as you write, but after it's done you should feel an excitement, a passion. That doesn't mean feeling proud, sitting there gloating over what you've done. It means you know you've done your best. Next time it's going to be better.

And there's this twelve thousand dollars item for books. -That supposed to be twelve hundred, the twelve thousand is for paper. towels. Besides there is already that bequest for the library. -Did it say books in so many words? No. It's just a bequest for the library. -Use it for pegboard. You need pegboard in a library. Books you don't know what you're getting into.

He robbed a bank in Wichita.

In Franklins, a million weighs twenty-two pounds. If you want to keep your weight down, go with the Swiss thousand-franc notes.

Money launderers, in Netherton's experience of Flynne's stub, were the sort of people least destabilized by discovering that their world was a branch of someone else's. They immediately looked for advantage in the knowledge.

money, more than birth. Information. Very

The machine, the structure, was there, was real. Virek's money was a sort of universal solvent, dissolving barriers to his will . . .

This was after taxes. But everything is after taxes. Taxes were here even before stew.)

He always avoided arrest, and everyone except Yellin thought Falkbridge must be bribing somebody. Yellin knew he was bribing somebody, since every month, rain or shine, Falkbridge came to Yellin's house and gave him a sarchel full of money.

The lobby is the army of the plutocracy.

An artist is, of course, entitled to make money, and Brando didn't claim otherwise. What he struggled with was the conflation of art and commerce, a phenomenon he first observed in the 1960s and watched mushroom beyond all expectation into the twenty-first century. "I don't know if there are any artists left now," he said. "They are so degraded and so confused by the mercantile mind.

It had to allow Strasser, Goebbels and the crank Feder to beguile the masses with the cry that the National Socialists were truly "socialists" and against the money barons. On the other hand, money to keep the party going had to be wheedled out of those who had an ample supply of it.

When the green hills are covered with talking wires and the wolves no longer sing, what good will the money you paid for our land be then

I turn away from him and step into the vastness of New Crobuzon, this towering edifice of architecture and history, this complexitude of money and slum, this profane steam-powered god. I turn and walk into the city my home, not bird or garuda, not miserable crossbreed. I turn and walk into my home, the city, a man.

And even if you're right, the CIA paid millions of dollars to men trying to kill goats by staring at them," I said.

I was bad at money but had amassed some. I couldn't claim that marriage was my real skill, but I was better at it than many. I'd had two previous husbands and a wife. I'd lost them to changes of predilection, without rancour—as I say, I wasn't bad at marriage. Scile was my fourth spouse.