Rich people read their bills. Poor people dread theirs.

Wealth is relative. Some people aren’t really rich; they just have poor neighbors.

Using money in one’s attempt to put an end to poverty is like using a border in one’s attempt to put an end to xenophobia.

Unhappy poor people at least have the fantasy that money will make them happy; unhappy rich people don’t even have that.

[W]hat is always overlooked is that although the poor want to be rich, it does not follow that they either like the rich or that they in any way want to emulate their characters which, in fact, they despise. Both the poor and the rich have always found precisely the same grounds on which to complain about each other. Each feels the other has no manners, is disloyal, corrupt, insensitive - and has never put in an honest day's work in its life.

I don’t want to become a rich man but a poor man with a lot of money.