People don't have fortunes left them in that style nowadays; men have to work and women to marry for money. It's a dreadfully unjust world.

The best inheritance a parent can give his children is a few minutes of his time each day.

To kill a relative of whom you are tired is something. But to inherit his property afterwards, that is genuine pleasure.

In this choice of inheritance we have given to our frame of polity the image of a relation in blood; binding up the constitution of our country with our dearest domestic ties; adopting our fundamental laws into the bosom of our family affections; keeping inseparable and cherishing with the warmth of all their combined and mutually reflected charities, our state, our hearths, our sepulchres, and our altars.

For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear.

There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.

Of course, money will do after its kind, and will steadily work to unspiritualize and unchurch the people to whom it was bequeathed.

The weak shall inherit the earth, but not the mineral rights.

Nothing succeeds like ones own successor.

It's going to be fun to watch and see how long the meek can keep the earth after they inherit it.

You give me nothing during your life, but you promise to provide for me at your death. If you are not a fool, you know what I wish for!

Die and endow a college or a cat.

Those in supreme power always suspect and hate their next heir.

To inherit property is not to be born -- it is to be still-born, rather.