I hesitate to deposit money in a bank. I am afraid I shall never dare to take it out again. When you go to confession and entrust ...your sins to the safe-keeping of the priest, do you ever come back for them?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I can't earn my own living. I could never make anything turn into money. It's like making fires. A careful assortment of paper, sh...avings, faggots and kindling nicely tipped with pitch will never light for me. I have never been present when a cigarette butt, extinct, thrown into a damp and isolated spot, started a conflagration in the California woods.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The master plan was laid out months ago. Jack Kemp would give 200 rubber-chicken dinners (sometimes it's meatballs or just cocktai...ls) between Jan. 1, 1995, and Jan. l, 1996. What the plan did not say was that he would be expected to deliver the same lines, ingratiate himself to political hangers-on and, most humiliating of all, beg them for money.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The money complex is the demonic, and the demonic is God's ape; the money complex is therefore the heir to and substitute for the ...religious complex, an attempt to find God in things.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
You sit around here and you spin your little webs and you think the whole world revolves around you and your money. Well it doesn'...t, Mr. Potter. In the whole vast configuration of things I'd say you were nothing but a scurvy little spider.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Give money me, take friendship whoso list, For friends are gone come once adversity.... When money yet remaineth safe in chest, That quickly can thee bring from misery. Fair face show friends when riches do abound;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
MAMA: Son--how come you talk so much 'bout money? WALTER: Because it is life, Mama!... MAMA: Oh--So now it's life. Money is life. Once upon a time freedom used to be life--now it's money. I guess the world really do change ... WALTER: No--it was always money, Mama. We just didn't know about it. MAMA: No ... something has changed. You something new, boy. In my time we was worried about not being lynched and getting to the North if we could and how to stay alive and still have a pinch of dignity too.... Now here come you and Beneatha--talking 'bout things we ain't never even thought about hardly, me and your daddy. You ain't satisfied or proud of nothing we done. I mean that you had a home; that we kept you out of trouble till you was grown; that you don't have to ride to work on the back of nobody's streetcar--You my children--but how different we done become.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »