Think And Be Rich Novel Quotes Novels & Stories

“Human beings are so mediocre! Ironically, the best way to show this is when you think you have it all... Not even the richest stop being poor at some point or in some respect!” reveals the big Caucasian man, already overweight, to one of the waiters. Who in turn pays due attention as the redhead continues, “What's the point of feeling cold, pain and... hunger under gold? Human beings don't need much and more and more... They only need what is necessary... to be happy... A little is worth more... because it gives time for what really matters... Never forget from that!" he concludes, grabbing a glass of juice and going to sit at his captive table.

He shakes his head slightly. "Well, I second the break-up idea." I walk over to scoop up my jeans where Kadeem tossed them. "I can handle pain just fine, too," I say airily. I pause, trying to look smart and contemplative before I recite something that popped up on my social media feed that morning: "'What is to give light must endure burning.'” He blinks at me. “That's Viktor Frankl," I add haughtily. He scrutinizes me, then casts me a wry look, before sitting down to put on his shirt. He mumble-sings something as he does.

“It's just that, I can't believe I'm here right now. I never thought I'd be sipping champagne with Carter Winthrow. Not to mention I'm about to go and eat at La Reve. It feels kind of surreal.” Carter kept his gaze on me while I spoke. “Act as if you're where you want to be, and as surely as you can feel your own breath, you'll get there.” “Is that a quote?” I asked. “Who said that? Thoreau? Emerson?” He shook his head. “My father. I'd heard him say it countless times when I was growing up. It stuck with me.” “Was he involved with stocks too?” I asked, instantly wondering if I was crossing the line by prying.

“You’ll learn. You are the smartest person I ever met. Even back when you were a teenager, you were smarter than me.” “I don’t feel smarter,” said Jeannine, looking out to the infinite blackness that surrounded them. “Trust me, you are. You just need to act the part. “If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.” Matthew 12:20.” Jeannine snorted. “You quoting the Bible at me now?” Curtis laughed, too. “You would’ve had a lot of that if you’d come to live with Georgina and me.”

My heart was racing in its cage, I was on a death list, over nothing. I had just learnt a rich man’s secret. "Come on, we need to get out of..." he couldn't finish talking. He was interrupted by the sudden trembling of his hands. "What's wrong?!" I panicked, listening to his breathing quicken.

"Me? You're a self-made man. You have the personal numbers of leaders across the globe. If you sneeze, Wall Street jumps fifty points. Why would you envy me?" "All that I've done, all that I will ever do, it will be abstract, all coming down to numbers. I admit I'm a bit of a savant when it comes to money, but fortunes are made and lost every day. Long after anyone remembers either of us, your rockers will still be here. And while everyone wants money, you can't rock your child in it, you can't snuggle the love of your life with hundred dollar bills. More love will come across the seats of your creations than will ever be achieved by money, mine or anyone else's. Jen was right about you."

” he said still giving me that smile. “Okay.” I said and we simply moved towards his car. He got into the car and reminded me of what I must not miss out on just because of my emotions. “I hope you remember that the rich cares little or not about the poor. The powerful doesn’t mind stumbling on those that are more tiny. You need to understand that if you will survive in this world of ours.” He said that, start his engine and zoomed off.

My smile vanished into the thin air and morphed into a deadly look. "Who wants your money?" While saying I threw the money in his face. "Keep your filthy money to yourself. I don't need charity. I'm not a charity case. I don't know what you rich people think of you. You will be rich but not God. Everything is not in your hand. Do you really think you can solve every problem with money?" I yell at him and he's looking at me in shock. "Huhh!!! Money can't buy everything, Mr. Whatever you are. Keep this little thing in your mind. This little piece of advice can be useful for you in the future." Saying that I mounted my bike and kicked the starter. Thank God, It's working.

muttered Bara ironically. Athena smiled approvingly. “Very. I used to live simply, not thinking about whether we would have enemies or not. We didn't have time to think about such things because our thoughts were already occupied with anxiety thinking about what to eat the next day.” Athena shrugged. “As for the rich, they are all busy thinking about how to protect themselves from their enemies, then suspecting each other and wondering who is the hidden enemy.”

★★★★ “If you do this again, I swear you will not be able to leave the house with your life. I know you got him, but this is not the end of the story. Stop assuming that your possessions are safe and pleasant and will remain thus for the rest of your life. I have been through a lot, yet I never stop pursuing the things that are truly important to me. No need to fret, I am going to squeeze your pride out of your body right in front of your eyes,"