... poor had no terror for me! It was pie for me! My whole life had…

A rut is like a grave – it's only a question of depth.

Fate cast me to play the role of an ugly duckling with no promise of swanning. Therefore, I sat down when a mere child—fully realizing just how utterly "mere" I was—and figured out my life early. Most people do it, but they do it too late. …

Riches is not what we have, but what we enjoy.

Poverty is not the fault of the poor. It is the fault of a system that allows idleness at the top and starvation at the bottom.

I feel very sad, as though I had not a friend in the world.... A man is nowhere without money.... People care little about you without money.... People talk terribly. We find that we have but few friends left ... I feel sad and constantly …

The game of speculation is the most uniformly fascinating game in the world. But it is not a game for the stupid, the mentally lazy, the person of inferior emotional balance, or the get-rich-quick adventurer. They will die poor.