Clarence Day Quotes

You're never rich enough if you can be richer.

Those whose life is long still strive for gain, and for all mortals all things take second place to money.

There is always greed. There is nothing wrong with greed.

Nobody seemed to be interested in anything except making money.

To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.

Basically, people are never happy enough because they want more money.

The whole of this talk about America being more devoted to money than Great Britain, France, Italy, Spain, Germany, or any other nation is nonsense.

Get money, still get money, boy, no matter by what means.

Money is much more exciting than anything it buys.

As riches grow, care follows, and a thirst For more and more.

Where poverty ceases, avarice begins.

Make money. Make more money. Make others produce so as to make money... However you get them in or why, just do it.

It is not the creation of wealth that is wrong, but the love of money for its own sake.

I have been insane on the subject of moneymaking all my life.

Money's a horrid thing to follow, but a charming thing to meet.

Money has never made man happy, nor will it, there is nothing in its nature to produce happiness. The more of it one has the more one wants.

I made my first million pounds at the age of 26. As a little girl, I said I would retire when I had made my first million. The reality was different. When I did make it, I wanted to make another million, and another, and another after that.

Money is our madness, our vast collective madness.

The only thing I like about rich people is their money.

When I first starting making money, when I first made my first six-digits, I was - my big thing was I went to put super unleaded in my truck for the first time.

One of the evils of money is that it tempts us to look at it rather than at the things that it buys.

There is nothing so habit-forming as money.

Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.

I guess I want to make money just like other people, perhaps more than most people.

Of prosperity mortals can never have enough.