It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense.

But even a medicine man like myself has to have some money, because you force me to live in your make-believe world where I can't get along without it.

In a world where people are too languid to make something of themselves out of effort, I sell them hope. What they do with it is up to them. Invariably they drink it and then hurl it down a gutter, but that’s their choice and their freedom. I won’t judge them.

I am chaos eternal. I desire everything this world and the next offers. I am greed, I am hunger. Oh how I hunger... I want the pathetic mortals of this world to bow before me. I want all that they own, all they desire, every marvelous creation of theirs, but there is only one thing in this world that I need, and that, Muse, is you.

Cursed Mammon be when he with treasures To restless action spurs our fate!

Ye cannot serve God and mammon.

What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold! Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.