He that is proud of riches is a fool. For if he be exalted above
his neighbors because he read more

He that is proud of riches is a fool. For if he be exalted above
his neighbors because he hath more gold, how much inferior is he
to a gold mine!

What riches give us let us then inquire:
Meat, fire, and clothes. What more? Meat, clothes, and fire.
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What riches give us let us then inquire:
Meat, fire, and clothes. What more? Meat, clothes, and fire.
Is this too little?

Only the man who does not need it, is fit to inherit wealth, the man who would make his fortune read more

Only the man who does not need it, is fit to inherit wealth, the man who would make his fortune no matter where he started.

And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
. . . read more

And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
. . . .
From toil we wins his spirits light,
From busy day the peaceful night;
Rich, from the very want of wealth,
In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.

Not to be avaricious is money; not to be fond of buying is a
revenue; but to be content read more

Not to be avaricious is money; not to be fond of buying is a
revenue; but to be content with our own is the greatest and most
certain wealth of all.
[Lat., Non esse cupidum, pecunia est; non esse emacem, vectigal
est; contentum vero suis rebus esse, maximae sunt, certissimaeque
divitiae.]

It is sheer madness to live in want in order to be wealthy when you die.

It is sheer madness to live in want in order to be wealthy when you die.

Know from the bounteous heavens all riches flow;
And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.

Know from the bounteous heavens all riches flow;
And what man gives, the gods by man bestow.

He who wishes to become rich wishes to become so immediately.
[Lat., Dives fieri qui vult
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He who wishes to become rich wishes to become so immediately.
[Lat., Dives fieri qui vult
Et cito vult fieri.]

Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home
Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . read more

Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home
Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy
To see how plump my bags are and my barns.