“Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.”

Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov’d, that lov’d not at first sight?

That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.

There is no sin but ignorance.

All live to die, and rise to fall.

I count religion but a childish toy, and hold there is no sin but ignorance.

Our swords shall play the orators for us.

Love is not full of pity (as men say) But deaf and cruel, where he means to pray.

Time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.

Lone women, like to empty houses, perish.

I’m armed with more than complete steel, – The justice of my quarrel.

Hell strives with grace for conquest in my breast. What shall I do to shun the snares of death?

Virginity, albeit some highly prize it, Compared with marriage, had you tried them both, Differs as much as wine and water doth.

It lies not in our power to love or hate, for will in us is overruled by fate.

If we say that we have no sin, We deceive ourselves, and there’s no truth in us. Why then belike we must sin, And so consequently die. Ay, we must die an everlasting death.

What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?

Make me immortal with a kiss.

Innovation is the specific instrument of entrepreneurship the act that endows resources with a new capacity to create wealth.

Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out.

Nobody is ever impoverished through the giving of charity.

It’s funny about men and women. Men pay in cash to get them and pay in cash to get rid of them. Women pay emotionally coming and going. Neither has it easy.

Money is something that keeps you alive and healthy and just keeps you focused. It’s the drive. It’s the passion. It’s the drive. It’s the passion.

Yes, money is important. But it’s all about the creative process.

I would rather sit still in a state of peace on a stone than ride in the motor-car of a multi-millionaire and feel the peacelessness of the multi-millionaire poisoning me.

American men, as a group, seem to be interested in only two things, money and breasts. It seems a very narrow outlook.