All Honor's Wounds Are Self-inflicted.

I Spent The First Half Of My Life Making Money And The Second Half Of My Life Giving It Away To Do The Most Good And The Least Harm.

There Is No Class So Pitiably Wretched As That Which Possesses Money And Nothing Else.

The Men Who Have Succeeded Are Men Who Have Chosen One Line And Stuck To It.

I Began To Learn What Poverty Meant. It Was Burnt In My Heart Then That My Father Had To Beg For Work And There Came The Resolve That I Would Cure That When I Got To Be A Man.

The Worlds Civilization Started From The Day On Which Everyone Received Reward For Labour.