Paul the Apostle Quotes

Money, so they say, is the root of all evil today. But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away.

Money is the root of all evil. Yeah, money is the root. It's not racism and "this-ism" and "that-ism"; it's our thirst and hunger for money. And that's where all the bodies are buried.

I think that money is the root of all evil. I've seen it happen.

But Satan now is wiser than of yore, and tempts by making rich, not making poor.

Money is the fruit of evil, as often as the root of it.

Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.

It has been said that the love of money is the root of all evil. The want of money is so quite as truly.

Money can destroy people. It really can.

Money makes everybody evil when you think about it.

Riches, the incentives to evil, are dug out of the earth.

Money confers the power to command the labor of others. Love of money is love of power. And love of power is the root of evil.

Money and good pussy's a fatal attraction for men.

Money is needed to bring about many good things but when your heart is attached, it destroys you

The money-getter who pleads his love of work has a lame defense, for love of work at money-getting is a lower taste than love of money.

There are two considerations which always imbitter the heart of an avaricious man--the one is a perpetual thirst after more riches, the other the prospect of leaving what he has already acquired.

Listen! We're not just doing this for the money! We're doing this for a S*** LOAD of money!

An excess of hoarded wealth is the death of many.

In my opinion, every rich man is a miser.

There is nothing like wealth for dulling desire.

Money is therefore not only the object but also the fountainhead of greed.

Avarice is generally the last passion of those lives of which the first part has been squandered in pleasure, and the second devoted to ambition. He that sinks under the fatigue of getting wealth, lulls his age with the milder business of saving it

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

So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.

How can I be secure? Through amassing wealth beyond all measure? No. And what's beyond measure? That's a sickness. That's a trap. There is no measure. Only greed.

As a lawyer, money was my driving force. As the years passed, I accumulated more but was less happy.