Rich people can be generous, even the ones with bloodcurdling political views can be generous, but most believe in generosity on their own terms, and underneath (not so deep, either), they’re always afraid someone is going to steal their presents and eat their birthday cake.
Those born to wealth, and who have the means of gratifying every wish, know not what is the real happiness of life, just as those who have been tossed on the stormy waters of the ocean on a few frail planks can alone realize the blessings of fair weather.
Somehow it seemed as though the farm had grown richer without making the animals themselves any richer – except, of course, for the pigs and the dogs.
Property, possessions and riches had also finally trapped him. They were no longer a game and a toy. They had become a chain and a burden.
When the rich fight the rich, it is the poor who die.[Quand les riches se font la guerre, ce sont les pauvres qui meurent.]
We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it.
The paradise of the rich is made out of the hell of the poor.[C’est de l’enfer des pauvres qu’est fait le paradis des riches.]