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Luxury ruins republics; poverty, monarchies.
Luxury ruins republics; poverty, monarchies.
We live in an age when unnecessary things are our only necessities.
We live in an age when unnecessary things are our only necessities.
Then there is that glorious Epicurean paradox, uttered by my
friend, the Historian in one of his flashing moments: read more
Then there is that glorious Epicurean paradox, uttered by my
friend, the Historian in one of his flashing moments: "Give us
the luxuries of life, and we will dispense with its necessaries."
Possessions, outward success, publicity, luxury--to me these have always been contemptible. I believe that a simple and unassuming manner of read more
Possessions, outward success, publicity, luxury--to me these have always been contemptible. I believe that a simple and unassuming manner of life is best for every one, best for both the body and the mind.
The ultimate of being successful is the luxury of giving yourself the time to do what you want to do.
The ultimate of being successful is the luxury of giving yourself the time to do what you want to do.
Most of the luxuries, and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only indispensable, but positive hindrances to read more
Most of the luxuries, and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.
The media is constantly redefining what luxury is. Luxury can be
a dirty sock if dressed up in the read more
The media is constantly redefining what luxury is. Luxury can be
a dirty sock if dressed up in the right way.
Utility is when you have one telephone, luxury is when you have two, opulence is when you have three - read more
Utility is when you have one telephone, luxury is when you have two, opulence is when you have three - and paradise is when you have none.
To treat a poor wretch with a bottle of Burgundy, and fill his
snuff-box, is like giving a pair read more
To treat a poor wretch with a bottle of Burgundy, and fill his
snuff-box, is like giving a pair of laced ruffles to a man that
has never a shirt on his back.
