You pay for what you get, you own what you pay for… and sooner or later whatever you own comes back home to you.
A man must pay dear for his errors if he wishes to get rid of them, and even then he is lucky.
You can have anything you want, as long as you accept that there is a price and that you will have to pay it.
What a man does for pay is of little significance. What he is, as a sensitive instrument responsive to the world’s beauty, is everything!
I didn’t want to write for pay. I wanted to be paid for what I write.
Big pay and little responsibility are circumstances seldom found together.
And there is all the difference in the world between paying and being paid.
