When I was young I used to think that money was the most important thing in life. Now that I am old, I know it is.
When someone rings up to say that you have finally got a house, there is a mixture of happiness and misery. The happiness comes from the fact I can finally move out on my own, and the misery comes from the lack of money I will surely have to live with from now on. And Oscar Wilde, despite the cliche use of his quotes consistently across pages on the Internet, I do love the man now and forever.