Opulent In A Sentence Quotes & Sayings

What had seemed easy in imagination was rather hard in reality. — Lucy Maud Montgomery

Rich people see every dollar as a "seed" that can be planted to earn a hundred more dollars, which can then be replanted to earn a thousand more dollars. — T. Harv Eker

Degrade him from what position? As a happy, hard-working, goods-consuming citizen he's perfect. Of course, if you choose some other standard than ours, then perhaps you might say he was degraded. But you've got to stick to one set of postulates. You can't play Electro-magnetic Golf according to rules of Centrifugal Bumble-puppy. — Aldous Huxley

I think popular music in this country is one of the few things in the twentieth century that have made giant strides in reverse. — Bing Crosby

A painter," he said, as though the word were an insult. "I'm a writer."
"You're a writer? I'm a writer."
"What do you write?"
"Stories. Books. A book. Fiction."
"Fiction. Pfft. That's not writing."
"What do you write?"
"I write the truth."
"Fiction is true. It doesn't have to be factual to be true."
"Says you. Have you been published?"
"As a matter of fact I have. My novel sold over 65,000 copies."
"All to your mom."
"My mom didn't even know about it. — Ben Monopoli

There's a joke people tell in the Soviet Union: Mitterrand, Bush and Gorbachev have a meeting with God. Mitterrand says, 'My country faces many difficult problems-- lagging exports, Muslim minorities, European unification. How long will it be before France's problems are solved?' God says, 'Fifteen years.' Mitterrand begins to cry. 'I'm an old man,' says Mitterrand. 'I'll be dead by then. I'll never see France's problems solved.' Then Bush says, 'My country faces many difficult problems-- recession, crime, racial prejudice. How long will it be before America's problems are solved?' God says, 'Ten years.' Bush begins to cry. 'I'm an old man,' says Bush. 'I'll be out of office by then. I won't get any credit for solving America's problems.' Then Gorbachev says, 'My country faces many, many difficult problems. How long will it be before the Soviet Union's problems are solved?' God begins to cry. — P. J. O'Rourke

You can't ride home on a bowl of goat. — Ron White

Dad, you played rounders with me, even though you hated it and wished I'd take up cricket. You learned how to keep a stamp collecion because I wanted to know. For hours you sat in hospitals and never, not once, complained. You brushed my hair like a mother should. You gave up work for me, friends for me, four years of your life for me. You never moaned. Hardly ever. You let me have Adam. You let me have my list. I was outrageous. Wanting, wanting so much. And you never said, 'That's enough. Stop now. — Jenny Downham