Money & Business Sayings

My face has been my misfortune. It is a mask I cannot remove. I must always live with it.

If I had to choose between fame and money, I'd take fame. I like being recognized.

I don't have much in the way of money or worldly possessions, I'm not beautiful, intelligent or clever, but I'm happy, and I intend to stay that way!

They say it’s better to be poor and happy than rich and miserable, but what about something in between?

I don’t want to make money, I just want to be wonderful.

I came to get rich, not to till the soil like a peasant.

The Chinese use paper money, which is the strangest thing I have ever seen. A man can carry around his entire wealth in his sleeve!

Acting is for idiots. I only do it for the money.

I am the rich man’s guru. The poor can come, but they cannot understand me.

Money complicates everything.

I loved, I was loved, my health was good, I had plenty of money; I gave in to temptation, I committed follies, but I never knew misfortune.

The devil is real. I've seen him. He's a businessman.

If the man were to try and pretend to be the machine he would clearly make a very poor showing. He would be given away at once by slowness and inaccuracy in arithmetic.

If we can save a child's life by donating a small amount of money, and we don't, how are we different from someone who lets a child drown in a shallow pond?

Let a man find himself, in distinction from others, on top of two wheels with a chain - at least in a poor country like Russia - and his vanity begins to swell out like his tires. In America it takes an automobile to produce this effect.

The greatest pleasure is to vanquish your enemies and chase them before you, to rob them of their wealth and see those dear to them in tears, to ride their horses and clasp their wives and daughters in your arms.

Philanthropy is commendable, but it must not cause the philanthropist to overlook the circumstances of economic injustice which make philanthropy necessary.

My professional life has been a constant record of disillusion, and many things that seem wonderful to most men are the every-day commonplaces of my business.

I am a victim of the American way of life, where they expect you to be a goddess, a cook, a mother, a hostess, a business woman, a sex kitten, and a superwoman, and if you don't do it, they put you in a mental institution.

Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men weeping in the parks!