Money is an acquired taste. But, once acquired, it becomes an addiction.

Diamonds are the tears of the poor.

At twenty your choices are almost unlimited. At fifty you're a prisoner of past decisions. At seventy you have no free will left at all.

Money is an acquired taste. But, once acquired, it becomes an addiction.

In a city you thought of all life as human life. You had to live in the heart of the woods to realize that humanity was a slight ripple on the surface of a flood of life that seeped into every vacant crack, flowed into every biological vacuum the moment it occurred.

Other people's children, like other people's love affairs, were so much less interesting than one's own.

That's the worst thing about money - the moment you have some you begin to suspect everyone of trying to take it away from you. And usually they are.