“Perhaps a day might come when there would be at last be enough to go round, and when posterity could enter into the enjoyment of our labors.”

The forces of the nineteenth century have run their course and are exhausted.

What an extraordinary episode in the economic progress of man that age was which came to an end in August, 1914!

Nothing mattered except states of mind, chiefly our own.

I believe myself to be writing a book on economic theory which will largely revolutionize – not, I suppose, at once but in the course of the next ten years – the way the world thinks about economic problems.

The boom, not the slump, is the right time for austerity at the Treasury.

The central principle of investment is to go contrary to the general opinion, on the grounds that if everyone agreed about its merits, the investment is inevitably too dear and therefore unattractive.

To suggest social action for the public good to the city London is like discussing The Origin of Species to a Bishop sixty years ago.

Ideas shape the course of history.

As time goes on, I get more and more convinced that the right method of investment is to put fairly large sums into enterprises which one thinks one knows something about and in the management of which one thoroughly believes.

The avoidance of taxes is the only intellectual pursuit that still carries any reward.

Canada is a place of infinite promise. We like the people, and if one ever had to emigrate, this would be the destination, not the U.S.A. The hills, lakes and forests make it a place of peace and repose of the mind, such as one never finds in the U.S.A.

Obstinacy can bring only a penalty and no reward.

It is astonishing what foolish things one can temporarily believe if one thinks too long alone, particularly in economics.

It is a mistake to think that one limits one’s risk by spreading too much between enterprises about which one knows little and has no reason for special confidence.

The love of money as a possession. Will be recognised for what it is, a somewhat disgusting morbidity.

Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest good of everyone.

One year they asked me to be poster boy – for birth control.

The flattery of posterity is not worth much more than contemporary flattery, which is worth nothing.

Seeing my face on a poster is surreal. You look at it and it’s not quite like you, if you know what I mean… it’s almost a third person kind of thing. I still find it strange.

I am sure in some years from now you will see new posters with just white space and four lines in Garamond.

Posterity for the philosopher is what the other world is for the religious man.

Posterity weaves no garlands for imitators.

Don’t look at the poster on your wall and think ‘I could never do that.’ Look at the poster on your wall and think ‘I’m gonna do that!’

Hate Story 4′ is a revenge drama. My character Tasha is the real hero of the film. If you look at the poster, you will know.