Men and women, empires and cities, thrones, principalities, and powers, mountains, rivers, and unfathomed seas, worlds, spaces, and universes, all have their day, and all must go.

Wealth is good, and if it comes our way we will take it; but a gentleman does not sell himself for wealth.

The great wheel of Fate rolls on like a Juggernaut, and crushes us all in turn, some soon, some late

How can a world be good in which Money is the moving power, and Self-interest the guiding star?

It is a well-known fact that very often, putting the period of boyhood out of the argument, the older we grow the more cynical and hardened we become; indeed, many of us are only saved by timely death from moral petrification, if not from moral corruption.

The law of England is much more severe upon offences against property than against the person, as becomes a people whose ruling passion is money.

Strange are the pictures of the future that mankind can thus draw with this brush of faith and these many-coloured pigments of the imagination! Strange, too, that no one of them tallies with another!