C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


  • What treasures here do Mammon’s sons behold!
  • Yet know that all that glitters is not gold.
  • Quarles.

  • Mammon led them on—
  • Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell
  • From Heaven; for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts
  • Were always downward bent, admiring more
  • The riches of Heaven’s pavement, trodden gold,
  • Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed
  • In vision, beatific.
  • Milton.

  • Cursed Mammon be, when he with treasures
  • To restless action spurs our fate!
  • Cursed when for soft, indulgent leisures,
  • He lays for us the pillows straight.
  • Goethe.