She discovered, when it was too late, that she had mistaken the means for the end—that riches, rightly used, are instruments of happiness, but are not in themselves happiness.

What good is money if it can't buy happiness?

I know money isn't everything. but it certainly is something.

It is neither wealth nor splendor, but tranquility and occupation, which give happiness

Witta feared nothing - except to be poor.

What money creates, money preserves: if thy wealth decays, thy honor dies; it is but a slippery happiness which fortunes can give, and frowns can take; and not worth the owning which a night's fire can melt, or a rough sea can drown