Nothing is cheap which is superfluous, for what one does not need, is dear at a penny.
We're rapidly approaching a world comprised entirely of jail and shopping.
I think religion is a bunch of hooey, and I think that the holidays are an opportunity for people to get stressed out, getting their rush to shop. It's so conformist.
Sell cheap and tell the truth.
Here's the rule for bargains: Do other men, for they would do you. That's the true business precept.
The sale begins when the customer says yes.
People who shop in health food stores never look healthy.
I never worked in a coffee shop and I don't drink coffee, so I never thought I would become a coffee pusher on TV.
Star Trek characters never go shopping.
It's not like I'm hanging out at shopping malls or going to celebrity golf tournaments. I'm so in my own little world. I got my dog, my music, my brother, a couple of friends.
Creative ideas flourish best in a shop which preserves some spirit of fun.
Nobody is in business for fun, but that does not mean there cannot be fun in business.
People shop for a bathing suit with more care than they do a husband or wife.
The rules are the same. Look for something you'll feel comfortable wearing. Allow for room to grow.
Whoever said money can't buy happiness simply didn't know where to go shopping.
By seeing the way a joke worked in the horseplay of a printing shop two centuries ago, we may be able to recapture that missing element—laughter, sheer laughter, the thigh-slapping, rib-cracking Rabelaisian kind, rather than the Voltairian smirk with which we are familiar.
Sometimes, wearing a scarf and a polo coat and no makeup and with a certain attitude of walking, I go shopping or just look at people living. But then, you know, there will be a few teenagers who are kind of sharp, and they'll say, 'Hey, just a minute. You know who I think that is?' And they'll start tailing me. And I don't mind.
Thank God we're living in a country where the sky's the limit, the stores are open late and you can shop in bed thanks to television.
Writing a novel is not merely going on a shopping expedition across the border to an unreal land: it is hours and years spent in the factories, the streets, the cathedrals of the imagination.
National Observer became my road gig out of San Francisco.
I was too much for them. I would wander in on off hours drunk and obviously on drugs, asking for my messages. Essentially, they were working for me. They liked me, ,but I was the Bull in the China Shop --- The more I wrote about politics the more they realized who they had on their hands. they knew I wouldn't change and neither would they.