A Quote by Edvard Munch

The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men. — © Edvard Munch
The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
In Brazil, a poor man goes to jail when he steals. When a rich man steals, he becomes a minister.
He who steals a little steals with the same wish as he who steals much, but with less power.
Every time thief steals, he steals from his own peace, from his own honour! No man is as poor as a rich thief!
A plagiarist steals from one person. A true artist steals from everybody.
Can a man who lies, cheats, steals, and sometimes does violence to other people be a man of honor? Kolabati looked into his eyes. "He can if he lies to liars, cheats cheaters, steals from thieves, and limits his violence to those who are violent.
Give me a man who steals a little and I can make money
He who steals a hook shall be hanged; while he who steals the state shall be crowned as prince.
What if he wakes up before you get home and steals you blind? (Wayne) Steals what? My clothes won’t fit him and I have nothing of any value. Not unless he likes my Peter, Paul, and Mary collection anyway. (Sunshine)
I've got all these memories of guys just trying to get steals and not being very solid or very good defensively. They have all these steals so they must be a great defender. I usually find it to be the opposite.
Not everybody's the perfect person in the world. I mean everyone kills people, murders people, steals from you, steals from me, whatever. I think that people need a second chance.
If someone steals your password, you can change it. But if someone steals your thumbprint, you can't get a new thumb. The failure modes are very different.
If some beggar steals a bridle he'll be hung by a man who's stolen a horse. There's no surer justice in the world than that which makes the rich thief hang the poor one.
Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing; ’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
Government Steals from the needy and gives to the greedy
Like all other lonely or hungry things, ego loves the light. It sees light, and the possibility of being close to the soul, and it creeps up to it and steals one of its essential camouflages. In a hunger for soul, our own ego-self steals the pelt
If another girl ever steals your man, there's no better revenge than letting her keep him. REAL MEN CAN'T BE STOLEN.
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