How to Get Rich

That’s not false modesty, that’s a stone-cold fact.

Money, it turned out, was exactly like sex. You thought of nothing else if
you didn't have it, and thought of other things if you did.

In the words of the art collector and oil billionaire John Paul Getty: 'If you can actually count your money, you are not really a rich man.'

e feel free to envy therich. And most of us believe, rightly or wrongly, that we would be pertectlyable to cope with the pressures associated with acquiring too much money.

Certainly rich enough for people to respect you - but in a peculiar way.Not in the way we respect people who do really tough, worthwhile jobs -those who nurse dying children or teach for a living. And certainly not therespect earned by heroines and heroes like Marie Curie or Nelson Mandela.

And rich enough to begin to worry about taxes. To begin the process ofemploying that vast army of lawyers, accountants, advisors and estate plan-ners who will descend upon you like uninvited vultures after a battle. Agroup to whom, even though you pay them tens and tens of thousands ofpounds a year, you will be forever in thrall.

And the optionof not having to be in any particular place on any particular day doing anyparticular thing in order to pay the rent or the mortgage.

Rich enough to live where you want, to go where you want, to do whatyou want, to meet who you want.

to turn your relatives green withpoorly concealed jealousy while they creep around with their hands out;

rich enough to stoplooking at the price of almost anything that takes your fancy