For avarice begins where poverty ends.
The impulse to acquisition, pursuit of gain, of money, of the greatest possible amount of money, has in itself nothing to do with capitalism. This impulse exists and has existed among waiters, physicians, coachmen, artists, prostitutes, dishonest officials, soldiers, nobles, crusaders, gamblers, and beggars.
The fool is his own enemy. Seeking wealth, he destroys himself. Seek rather the other shore.
I will be rich or I will die trying.
In a culture where the possibility of wealth and the acquisition of things is so defining of success, we end up pursuing things that, even if we are successful, can never deliver what we envisioned they would. The reason riches become such a snare is because we end up evaluating life in mercenary terms and being seen by others in such terms, and life is just not so.
Money does not sate Avarice, but stimulates it.
You will observe that the stories told are all about money-seekers, not about money-finders.
For everything divine and human, virtue, fame, and honor, now obey the alluring influence of riches.
Whosoever shall look heedfully upon those who are eminent for their riches will not think their condition such as that he should hazard his quiet, and much less his virtue, to obtain it, for all that great wealth generally gives above a moderate fortune is more room for the freaks of caprice, and more privilege for ignorance and vice, a quicker succession of flatteries, and a larger circle of voluptuousness.
Every man of ambition has to fight his century with its own weapons. What this century worships is wealth. The God of this century is wealth. To succeed one must have wealth. At all costs one must have wealth.
I have nothing against rich people. In fact, I've been struggling most of my life to join them.
Some men make fortunes, but not to enjoy them for, blinded by avarice, they live to make fortunes.
As riches grow, care follows, and a thirst For more and more.
The Almighty Dollar, that great object of universal devotion throughout our land, seems to have no genuine devotees in these peculiar villages.
This appears to be the origin of the term, “almighty dollar.”
Greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed is right. Greed works. Greed clarifies and cuts through to the essence of the evolutionary spirit.
Care clings to wealth: the thirst for more Grows as our fortunes grow.
To find riches is a beggar’s dream, but to find love is the dream of kings.
The desire to gain wealth and the fear to lose it are our chief breeders of cowardice and propagators of corruption.
So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.
Truly wealth, which men spend all their lives in acquiring, is a valueless thing at the last.
Make money your god and it will plague you like the devil.
The pulpit and the press have many commonplaces denouncing the thirst for wealth, but if men should take these moralists at their word, and leave off aiming to be rich, the moralists would rush to rekindle at all hazards this love of power in the people, lest civilization should be undone.
Vesco was always on the trail in search of money.
Avarice is the most oppose of all characters to that of God Almighty, whose alone it is to give and not receive.
The accursed hunger for gold.