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Danh ngôn của J. Paul Getty (Sứ mệnh: 2)

Formula for success: rise early, work hard, strike oil.
Going to work for a large company is like getting on a train. Are you going sixty miles an hour or is the train going sixty miles an hour and you're just sitting still?
Money is like manure. You have to spread it around or it smells.
The meek shall inherit the Earth, but not its mineral rights.
No one can possibly achieve any real and lasting success or 'get rich' in business by being a conformist.
There are one hundred men seeking security to one able man who is willing to risk his fortune.
I buy when other people are selling.
The employer generally gets the employees he deserves.
If you owe the bank $100 that's your problem. If you owe the bank $100 million, that's the bank's problem.
In times of rapid change, experience could be your worst enemy.
To succeed in business, to reach the top, an individual must know all it is possible to know about that business.
I hate to be a failure. I hate and regret the failure of my marriages. I would gladly give all my millions for just one lasting marital success.
If you can actually count your money, then you're not a rich man.
Without the element of uncertainty, the bringing off of even, the greatest business triumph would be dull, routine, and eminently unsatisfying.
If you can count your money, you don't have a billion dollars.
The man who comes up with a means for doing or producing almost anything better, faster or more economically has his future and his fortune at his fingertips.
My formula for success is rise early, work late, and strike oil.
Whether we like it or not, men and women are not the same in nature, temperament, emotions and emotional responses.
A marriage contract to me is as binding as any in business, and I have always believed in sticking to an agreement.
Before marriage, many couples are very much like people rushing to catch an airplane; once aboard, they turn into passengers. They just sit there.
A hatred of failure has always been part of my nature.
I have never been given to envy - save for the envy I feel toward those people who have the ability to make a marriage work and endure happily.
During the 1950s, Aristotle Onassis and I formed what grew to be a close friendship and association in several business ventures.
The Roaring Twenties were the period of that Great American Prosperity which was built on shaky foundations.
My love of fine art increased - the more of it I saw, the more of it I wanted to see.
The beauty one can find in art is one of the pitifully few real and lasting products of human endeavor.
How does one measure the success of a museum?