In brief, egoism in its modern interpretation, is the antithesis, not of altruism, but of idealism.

Your thoughts and emotions are yours alone.

There is never enough gold to redeem all the currency in circulation.

There is no word more generally misinterpreted than the word egoism, in its modern sense.

Paper currency has hitherto been regarded with suspicion, as insecure.

But the egoist has no ideals, for the knowledge that his ideals are only his ideals, frees him from their domination. He acts for his own interest, not for the interest of ideals.

The business of a bank is to lend money; which amounts, nowadays, to lending credit.

There is no other who experiences your thoughts or your feelings.

Large sums were paid for the use of money, because the available amount of gold and silver was far less than was needed to carry on the commercial transactions of the times.

Accordingly, when the supply of gold runs short, the security behind the notes is diminished, the loaning of notes is restricted or suspended, and the panic follows.

At present, financial crises occur, chiefly because the paper currency is redeemable in gold only.

The life of the law has not been logic: it has been experience.

Framing effects can be very influential, and to the degree that you can think of a task as close rather than distant, you're more likely to actually get it done.

The greatest source of unhappiness comes from inside.

I used to get a lot of people saying 'Oh, you are such a lucky granny.' But the fact of the matter is you can be a grandma at 35 these days.

Why would anyone pick blue over pink? Pink is obviously a better colour.

So I’ve seen my boys do that a hundred times with the neighboring pixy girls. Give her their favorite seed and be too flustered to tell her what it was.

The rim is looking bigger and bigger every game.

People have a reservoir of talent worth discovering. They just have to be given the opportunity to discover it in themselves

Vampire. Dangerous. Unknowable. Seriously creepy. This one's name was Constantine. We'd met before.

I durst not laugh for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air.