It is sheer madness to live in want in order to be wealthy when you die.

It is sheer madness to live in want in order to be wealthy when you die.

When a man tells you that he got rich through hard work, ask him whose?

When a man tells you that he got rich through hard work, ask him whose?

And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
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And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
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From toil we wins his spirits light,
From busy day the peaceful night;
Rich, from the very want of wealth,
In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.

Private credit is wealth; public honor is security; the feather
that adorns the royal bird supports its flight; strip read more

Private credit is wealth; public honor is security; the feather
that adorns the royal bird supports its flight; strip him of his
plumage, and you fix him to the earth.

He who wishes to become rich wishes to become so immediately.
[Lat., Dives fieri qui vult
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He who wishes to become rich wishes to become so immediately.
[Lat., Dives fieri qui vult
Et cito vult fieri.]

Worldly riches are like nuts; many a tooth is broken in cracking them, but never is the stomach filled with read more

Worldly riches are like nuts; many a tooth is broken in cracking them, but never is the stomach filled with eating them.

There are, while human miseries abound,
A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth,
Without one fool or read more

There are, while human miseries abound,
A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth,
Without one fool or flatterer at your board,
Without one hour of sickness or disgust.

Wealth is the product of man's capacity to think.

Wealth is the product of man's capacity to think.

No, he was no such charlatan--
Count de Hoboken Flash-in-the-Pan--
Full of gasconade and bravado,
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No, he was no such charlatan--
Count de Hoboken Flash-in-the-Pan--
Full of gasconade and bravado,
But a regular, rich Don Rataplane,
Santa Claus de la Muscavado,
Senor Grandissimo Bastinado!
His was the rental of half Havana
And all Matanzas; and Santa Ana,
Rich as he was, could hardly hold
A candle to light the mines of gold
Our Cuban owned.