J. Paul Getty

If you can count your money, you don’t have a billion dollars.

Formula for success: rise early, work hard, strike oil.

Money is like manure. You have to spread it around or it smells.

Rise early, work hard, strike oil.

To make a million, start with $900,000.

People say that money is not the key to happiness, but I always figured if you have enough money, you can have a key made.

I’ve been poor and I’ve been rich and rich is better.

There comes a point where it doesn’t matter how many zeroes are at the end of your bank account.

Advertising is the art of convincing people to spend money they don’t have for something they don’t need.

Money gives me the creeps and mildly embarrasses me. I get paid too much anyway.

When I was young, I thought that money was the most important thing in the world. Now that I’m old . . . I know it is.

Whoever thinks that money can’t buy happiness . . . just doesn’t know where to shop!

If you want to make a million you don’t have to understand money, what you have to understand is people’s fears about money.

Making money ain’t nothing exciting to me. You might be able to buy a little better booze than the wino on the corner. But you get sick just like the next cat and when you die you’re just as graveyard dead as he is.

A fool and his money are lucky enough to get together in the first place.

Too much money ain’t enough money.

Money can’t buy you happiness, but it can buy you a yacht big enough to pull up right alongside it.

More and more these days I find myself pondering how to reconcile my net income with my gross habits.

I think one of the most pervasive evils in this world is greed and acquiring money for money’s sake. Once you have six houses and a plane, it’s just about a number. It’s never been anything I understood.