Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour? What tho' we wade in Wealth, or soar in Fame? Earth's highest station ends in "Here he lies;" and "Dust to dust" concludes the noblest songs

Much learning shows how little mortals know: Much wealth, how little worldlings can enjoy.

Can wealth give happiness? look round and see What gay distress! what splendid misery! Whatever fortunes lavishly can pour, The mind annihilates, and calls for more.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

To be the best in one’s sphere is not for the sake of fame or wealth

[The cemetery shows the fleetingness of fame and wealth. Anyone remember John Finley, a Princeton politics professor who was also editor in chief of The New York Times until he retired in 1938? Mr. Sutphen pointed out the modest tombstone of Howard T. Behrman, 1912-1985:] He gave $20 million to Princeton University and I bet no one even looks at this. ... Monuments getting bigger.