Contentment is both the fruit and the tree.

Pray like it all depends on God, but work like it all depends on you.

If people in America would get their finances together and start taking care of each other, we could put the government out of business.

The decision to go into debt alters the course and condition of your life. You no longer own it. You are owned.

Earning a lot of money is not the key to prosperity. How you handle it is.

We live in a culture full of hares; but the tortoise always wins.

You must gain control over your money or the lack of it will forever control you.

Nothing happens without focus. Don't try to do everything at once. Take it one step at a time.

Adults devise a plan and follow it, children do what feels good.

Debt gives you the ability to look like you’re winning when you’re not.

Remember, there's ultimately only one way to financial peace, and that's to walk daily with the Prince of Peace, Christ Jesus.

How wrong we are to ignore our hearts to follow the familiar path.

The creative members of an orthodoxy, any orthodoxy, ultimately outgrow their disciplines.

Let those who smile at me, ask themselves whether they have been indebted most to imagination or reality for all they have enjoyed in life, if indeed they have ever enjoyed any thing.

I prefer noodles when they're raw, they taste just as good, but reward you with a satisfying crunch...

We’re beings toward death, we’re … two-legged, linguistically-conscious creatures born between urine and feces whose body will one day be the culinary delight of terrestrial worms.

Yes, I'm happy, in human terms.

All economic movements, by their very nature, are motivated by crowd psychology.

Every U.S. citizen owes allegiance to our nation. Some Americans consider that anything less than high treason is allegiance.

The course of our lives is not determined by great, awesome decisions. Our direction is set by the little day-to-day choices which chart the track on which we run.

Sundown. The distressed sloop, its mainmast shattered by lightning, its sails ripped by the winds of the open sea, drifted into the small, quiet beach of a private island in the Lesser Antilles