So many people spend their health gaining wealth, and then have to spend their wealth to regain their health.

So many people spend their health gaining wealth, and then have to spend their wealth to regain their health.

The man is mechanically turned, and made for getting. . . . It
was verily prettily said that we read more

The man is mechanically turned, and made for getting. . . . It
was verily prettily said that we may learn the little value of
fortune by the persons on whom Heaven is pleased to bestow it.

No, he was no such charlatan--
Count de Hoboken Flash-in-the-Pan--
Full of gasconade and bravado,
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No, he was no such charlatan--
Count de Hoboken Flash-in-the-Pan--
Full of gasconade and bravado,
But a regular, rich Don Rataplane,
Santa Claus de la Muscavado,
Senor Grandissimo Bastinado!
His was the rental of half Havana
And all Matanzas; and Santa Ana,
Rich as he was, could hardly hold
A candle to light the mines of gold
Our Cuban owned.

But wealth is a great means of refinement; and it is a security
for gentleness, since it removes disturbing read more

But wealth is a great means of refinement; and it is a security
for gentleness, since it removes disturbing anxieties.
- Ik Marvel (pseudonym of Donald G. Mitchell),

Riches, the incentives to evil, are dug out of the earth.
[Lat., Effodiuntur opes irritamenta malorum.]

Riches, the incentives to evil, are dug out of the earth.
[Lat., Effodiuntur opes irritamenta malorum.]

I have mental joys and mental health,
Mental friends and mental wealth,
I've a wife that I read more

I have mental joys and mental health,
Mental friends and mental wealth,
I've a wife that I love and that loves me;
I've all but riches bodily.

These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!

These riches are possess'd, but not enjoy'd!

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.

For wealth, without contentment, climbs a hill,
To feel those tempests which fly over ditches.

For wealth, without contentment, climbs a hill,
To feel those tempests which fly over ditches.