When the missionaries arrived in Africa they had the Bible and we had the land. They said:"Let's pray". We closed our eyes. When we opened them we had the Bible and they had the land.
The young rich man has a hundred brilliant and unrefined distractions, horse racing, hunting, tobacco, cards, nice lunches and all that; occupations for the lower part of the soul and procure damage to the delicate and higher part. The young pauper fights to get his bread; he eats and once eaten he has nothing but meditation.
Things are despised only when it is certain they are owned, and are appreciated only when they are lost or there is a risk of losing them.
All that you are not able to give will start to possess you in the end.
For the importance of money essentially flows from its being a link between the present and the future.
There is only one class in the community that thinks more about money than the rich, and that is the poor. The poor can think of nothing else. That is the misery of being poor.
I don't need money. Only who pays their accounts needs it. I never close them.
The rich and poor are brothers. And the name of the rich brother is Cain.