| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | Purse |
| | | Avarice fills its purse at the expense of its belly. Haliburton. | 1 |
| I can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse; borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable. Shakespeare. | 2 |
| The man whose purse is empty can cheerfully sing before the robber. Juvenal. | 3 |
| How, without clothes, could we possess the master organ, soul’s seat and true pineal gland of the body social—I mean a purse? Carlyle. | 4 | | |
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