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Speculation is an effort, probably unsuccessful, to turn a little money into a lot. Investment is an effort, which should be successful, to prevent a lot of money from becoming a little. ↗

— Fred Schwed Jr.

#investing #investment #speculation #stocks #where-are-the-customer-s-yachts

And to whom were these bundles of unrecognizably mashed-up mortgages ultimately sold? Quite often, to you and me. Our pension funds, municipalities, and money-market accounts were made up largely of these “mortgage-backed securities. ↗

— Douglas Rushkoff

#money

I’m a nice person. I give money to starving babies and properly tip my hairdresser. Why am I the one everyone tries to kill? ↗

— Sophie Oak

#siren-beloved #sophie-oak #money

Recognition without money will not get you recognised. ↗

— Habeeb Akande

#noticed #recognition #money

Are we truly obeying the command to love our neighbor as ourselves if we're storing up money for potential future needs when our neighbor is laboring today under actual present needs? ↗

— Randy Alcorn

#compassion #current #future #hoarding #justice

Be Happy That you are earning money for your ethical work, But dont be proud and get Ego and ignore others who are not getting, because God knows One day that person will be ur Boss. ↗

— abhinavsr

#abhinavsr-quote #ego #employee #job #motivational

A brick could be attached to a parachute and tossed out of an airplane, to test if it opens up properly. Well, the good news is the parachute worked as planned, but the bad news is the only other parachute on board is strapped to my back, and I’m afraid you’re going to have to return to your seat, buckle up, and assume the crash position. And while it may not be as useful as a functioning parachute, here’s a Rosary to aid you in your prayers. Also, before I jump out of the plane, I just remembered that I owe you a lot of money. Can I write you a check?
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— Jarod Kintz

#brick-and-blanket #funny #humor #random #strange

Money in hand, I glanced up to find Glenn eyeing a rack of stuffed rats. As the salesman rang up my purchase, Glenn leaned close and, still staring at the rats, whispered, “What are those used for?” “I have no idea.” I got my receipt and jammed everything in my bag… Glenn surprised me by opening the car door for me, and as I settled in the seat, he leaned against the frame of the open window. “I’ll be right back,” he said, and strode inside. He was out in a moment with a small white bag. I watched him cross in front of the car—wondering. Timing himself between the traffic, he opened the door and slid in behind the wheel. “Well?” I asked as he set the package between us. “What did you get?” Glenn started the car and pulled out into traffic. “A stuffed rat.” “Oh,” I said, surprised. What the devil was he going to do with it? Even I didn’t know what it was for. I was dying to ask all the way to the FIB building but managed to keep my mouth shut even as we slipped into the cold shade of their underground parking. ↗

— Kim Harrison

#money

And shall we at last become the victims of our own abominable lust of gain? Forbid it, Heaven." Washington himself could be a hard driving businessman, yet he found the rapacity of many vendors unconscionable. As he told George Mason, he thought it the intent of the speculators, various tribes of money makers and stock jobbers of all denominations, to continue the war for their own private emolument, without considering that their avarice and thirst for gain must plunge everything in one common ruin. ↗

— Ron Chernow

#history #us #washington #money

If you always try to measure yourself with money... well, it's like counting backwards, the more you keep on, the less you'll have to show for it. ↗

— Steven J. Carroll

#gratitude #greed #money #self-esteem #wealth