...it is solely bigness in business which makes it possible to supply the masses with all those products the present-day American common man does not want to do without. Luxury goods for the few can be produced in small shops. Luxury goods for the many require big business.
The rich adopt novelties and become accustomed to their use. This sets a fashion which others imitate. Once the richer classes have adopted a certain way of living, producers have an incentive to improve the methods of manufacture so that soon it is possible for the poorer classes to follow suit. Thus luxury furthers progress. Innovation "is the whim of an elite before it becomes a need of the public. The luxury today is the necessity of tomorrow." Luxury is the roadmaker of progress: it develops latent needs and makes people discontented. In so far as they think consistently, moralists who condemn luxury must recommend the comparatively desireless existence of the wild life roaming in the woods as the ultimate ideal of civilized life.
For me, hard work represents the supreme luxury of life.
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
The saddest thing I can imagine is to get used to luxury.
What one generation sees as a luxury, the next sees as a necessity.
Now, at a certain time, in pleasant mood, He tried the luxury of doing good.
For all their luxury was doing good.
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead; That is the grasshopper's--he takes the lead In summer luxury--he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
There is a solemn luxury in grief.
No, no, I'm sure, My restless spirit never could endure To brood so long upon one luxury, Unless it did, though fearfully, espy A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.
Blesses his stars, and thinks it luxury.
Blest hour! It was a luxury--to be!
O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree.
Fell luxury! more perilous to youth Than storms or quicksands, poverty of chains.
Luxury and dissipation, soft and gentle as their approaches are, and silently as they throw their silken chains about the heart, enslave it more than the most active and turbulent vices.
On his weary couch Fat Luxury, sick of the night's debauch, Lay groaning, fretful at the obtrusive beam That through his lattice peeped derisively.
The media is constantly redefining what luxury is. Luxury can be a dirty sock if dressed up in the right way.
Luxury is an enticing pleasure, a bastard mirth, which hath honey in her mouth, gall in her heart, and a sting in her tail.
On the soft bed of luxury most kingdoms have expired.
The saddest thing I can imagine is to get used to luxury.
Luxury ruins republics; poverty, monarchies.
One must be poor to know the luxury of giving.
Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in the world.