selling Quotes

“Don’t forget the real business of the War is buying and selling.”

“Never give anyone the advice to buy or sell shares, because the most benevolent price advice can turn out badly.”

“A native man in his small wooden boat was hoping to make one last sale. He held up a woodcarving of a Haitian drummer and shouted up that I could have it for only $10. I wasn’t really interested and was ready to walk away when I heard him offer it again, this time for $5.”

″... whenever we had company, Fudge tried to sell Tootsie. ‘You like the baby?’ he’d ask. ‘Oh yes... she’s just adorable.’ ‘You can have her for a quarter.‘”

“Don’t shoot him. We’ll catch him. That’s just what we’ll do! Let’s take him alive. Why, he’s terribly funny! We’ll sell him back home to a circus, for money!”

“In his right hand he carried a basket of cranberries to sell at the market. He was anxious to sell them quickly and bring the money back home to his parents. ”

“What you don’t necessarily realize when you start selling your time by the hour is that what you’re really selling is your life.”

“Then he sold the wooden box he carried the maple sugar in. Then he sold the barrel he carried the apples in. Then he sold the bag he carried the potatoes in. Then he sold his ox cart.”

“Then he sold his ox, and kissed him good-bye on his nose. Then he sold his ox’s yoke and harness.”

“If they can sell ten thousand boxes of chocolates in other years, why not twenty thousand this year? And these are special chocolates, Archie. High profit. A special deal.”

“Once there was a peddler who sold caps. But he was not like an ordinary peddler carrying his wares on his back. He carried them on top of his head.”

“Farmer Alfalfa grows all kinds of food. He keeps some of it for his family. He sells the rest to Grocer Cat in exchange for money. Grocer Cat will sell the food to other people in Busytown.”

“Sim looked at the man before him. ‘Centre-forwards,’ he remarked significantly, ‘I can buy ‘em an’ sell em’- or,′ he added, ‘I can at least sell ‘em.‘”

“This Little House shall never be sold for gold or silver and she will live to see our great-great-grandchildren’s great-great-grandchildren living in her.”

“No one wanted to live in her or take care of her anymore. She couldn’t be sold for gold or silver, so she just stayed there and watched.”

Now and again men came, strangers, who talked excitedly, wheedlingly, and in all kinds of fashions to the man in the red sweater. And at such times that money passed between them the strangers took one or more of the dogs away with them. Buck wondered where they went, for they never came back; but the fear of the future was strong upon him, and he was glad each time when he was not selected.