“No man is rich enough to buy back his past.”

“Even you are not rich enough, Sir Robert, to buy back your past. No man is”

“Don't marry a rich man. Marry a good man. He will spend his life trying to keep you happy. No rich man can buy that!”

“I'm a rich man, Brick, yep, I'm a mighty rich man. Y'know how much I'm worth? Guess, Brick! Guess how much I'm worth! Close to ten million in cash an' blue chip stocks, outside, mind you, of twenty-eight thousand acres of the richest land this side of the valley Nile! But a man can't buy his life with it, he can't buy back his life with it when his life has been spent, that's one thing not offered in the Europe fire-sale or in the American markets or any markets on earth, a man can't buy his life with it, he can't buy back his life when his life is finished...Big Daddy: (pp. 65)”

“...in respect of riches, no citizen shall ever be wealthy enough to buy another, and none poor enough to be forced to sell himself.”

“Don't you ever mind," she asked suddenly, "not being rich enough to buy all the books you want?”