“You are not letting me finish.” Sedirion bowed his head apologetically. “Dreams are dreams. Money is money. Who cares where they come from. Am I the one to look a gift horse in the mouth?”

“If you follow the money you'll lose your dreams. If you follow your dreams, the money will come.”

“I dreamed a dream, Shy Cage." He shifted so his hips were against mine and his voice was now raw when he ordered, "Shut up, baby, and kiss me." "I dreamed a dream when I was sixteen and here I am, standing with my dream, feeling it come real.""Fuck me," he muttered. Then I knew he'd lost patience, because Shy slanted his head and kissed me.Yes.I dreamed a dream and there I was, a ring on my finger, my man's mouth on mine, standing with my dream, feeling it come real.I was feeling everything.And it was beautiful.”

“I used to always worry about money and where it would come from, but now I know that God is the supplier and the giver of good gifts.”

“For I shall be far away, before these lines are read, in a place where no one will dream of coming to look for me.”

“For mines are for men, not for money. And money is not something to go mad about, and throw your hat into the air for. Money is for food and clothes and comfort, and a visit to the pictures. Money is to make happy the lives of children. Money is for security, and for dreams, and for hopes, and for purposes. Money is for buying the fruits of the earth, of the land where you were born.”