A man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth. [Luke 12:15]

Abundance, like want, ruins many.

It is not the want, but rather abundance that creates avarice.

Many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows that it brings abundance to drive away hunger.

Not what we have But what we enjoy, constitutes our abundance.

Nothing is enough for the man to whom enough is to little.

Talent is always conscious of its own abundance, and does not object to sharing.

The harvest of old age is the recollection and abundance of blessing previously secured.

Unfortunately, the balance of nature decrees that a super-abundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares.