A mother! What are we worth really? They all grow up whether you look after them or not.
Money goes where money is, money yearns where money is.
I do not want to go to heaven; I want my children, forever children, and other children, stalwart adults, and a good happy wife, that is all I ask, but not paradise; earth is good enough for me: it is because I believe earth is heaven, Naden, that I can overcome all my troubles and face down my enemies.
Old age and youth cannot live together.
The great white city of brotherhood, Washington.
The French are a tremendously verbal race: they kill you with their assurances, their repetitions, their reasons, their platitudes, their formulae, their propositions, their solutions.
Ye want to tell the plain truth all your life, woman, and speak straight; otherwise ye get to seeing double.
A bank is a confidence trick. If you put up the right signs, the wizards of finance themselves will come in and ask you to take their money.
A single girl must lead a double life don't you think?
A speculator is a man who, if he dies at the right time, has a rich widow.
Women have been brought up much like slaves, that is, to lie.
The Chinese are a knowing people; and I daresay that is why they once made a religious odor about old age; to prevent their sons from seeing their own future.
It's easy to make money. You put up the sign Bank and someone walks in and hands you his money. The façade is everything.
Each Australian is a Ulysses.
To me, all the juice of a book is in an unpublished manuscript, and the published book is like a dead tree - just good for cutting up and building your house with.
Loneliness is a terrible blindness.
There'll be no sense in sexual theories until women start telling their minds; and, of course, until they have some.
Philosophy is by the timid for the timid.
If misery spelled revolt, we should have had nothing but revolt from the beginning of time. On the contrary, it is quite rare.
A mother! What are we worth really? They all grow up whether you look after them or not. That poor miserable brat of his is growing up, and I certainly licked the hide off her; and she's seen marriage at its worst, and now she's dreaming about 'supermen' and 'great men'. What is the good of doing anything for them?
The more we know, the better our intuitions.
Venus can see at night without eyes.
I know your breed; all your fine officials debauch the younger girls who are afraid to lose their jobs: that's as old as Washington.
When people are collecting gold they aren't doing business. ... Gold is constipation: even bankruptcy is more fluid. Gold isn't wealth: positions in markets are wealth.
Financiers are great mythomaniacs, their explanations and superstitions are those of primitive men; the world is a jungle to them.They perceive acutely that they are at the dawn of economic history.
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