My twenties are a time for experimenting and if I have enough to pay the bills, then that is all I need in life.
It’s not just about the money. The side with the bigger list of terms wins. Because then you can give up the nickels in exchange for the dimes.
Recognize the skepticism, smile, practice gratitude and ditch the negativity.
Who were you supposed to be? An astronaut? A gardener? A chef? A writer? Who did you leave behind for the sake of financial security? What was your mission before life got in the way
You can’t buy your partner happiness anyway.
Money is a curious thing. When you go after money like a goal, it punishes you. Piles of crap later, you inevitably feel like you’ll never have enough. Like you’ll never be enough.
This is not a political post. Or a revolutionary one. Or a socialist one. Or a whatever. It’s just facts. Every year, the Forbes 400 of billionaires gets wealthier.
Yes steals years of your life. You never get them back.
While you spent all of high school trying to be Tumblr famous, David Karp spent all of high school creating Tumblr.
Without capital, without money to fund your brilliant idea, you’re just another dreamer.