#price

I want to price my next book and adjust it for the coming hyperinflation. So instead of the normal one dollar price, I’ll charge $1,000,000.00. If I sell one copy now I’ll be a happy man, and if I sell a million copies after hyperinflation hits in a few years then I’ll be equally as happy.
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— Jarod Kintz

#hyperinflation #inflation #price #equality

The air currents should take you to the wall in, I don’t know, ten minutes or so, but if you’re really in a hurry, take off your clothes and throw them away from you; for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. ↗

— Daniel Keys Moran

#equality

If you think a professional is expensive, wait 'til you try an amateur. ↗

— Paul "Red" Adair

#experience #price #professional #professionalism #worth

Goods move in response to price differences from points of low to points of higher price, the movement tending to obliterate the price difference and come to rest. ↗

— Frank Knight

#difference #differences #goods #higher #low

Friends, there is nothing like your own family to make you appreciate strangers! ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#family

We run to place and power over the dead bodies of those who fail and fall; ay, we win the food we eat from out the mouths of starving babes. ↗

— H. Rider Haggard

#cost #crime #give-and-take #good-and-evil #humanity

As if it were Injustice to sell dearer than we buy; or to give more to a man than he merits. The value of all things contracted for, is measured by the Appetite of the Contractors: and therefore the just value, is that which they be contented to give. ↗

— Thomas Hobbes

#fallacy #free-market #freedom-to-contract #just-price #freedom

You can’t put a price tag on love. But if you could, I’d wait for it to go on sale. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#humor #love #price #sale #funny

Shaw's plays are the price we pay for Shaw's prefaces. ↗

— James Agate

#plays #price #shaw

That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death #fall #love #priceless #winter