"It isn't enough for you to love money - it's also necessary that money should love you"
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Capitalism has always dangled a tidy moral: work hard, want success, and the universe will reward you. Kin Hubbard punctures that bedtime story with one sly twist - money, he suggests, is not an obedient tool but a fickle partner with its own preferences. The line is funny because it treats money like a creature capable of affection, but the joke lands because it matches lived experience: plenty of people hunger for wealth, chase it responsibly, even “do everything right,” and still watch it slip away.
Hubbard’s intent is less to condemn ambition than to mock the superstition around it. “Love money” evokes the old warning about greed, yet he’s not preaching thrift or virtue. He’s pointing at the asymmetry: desire doesn’t equal access. In a world of uneven wages, fragile safety nets, bad luck, illness, and gatekept opportunity, money’s “love” looks a lot like structural advantage - inheritance, connections, timing, geography, race, gender, education. The aphorism compresses all that into a romantic metaphor that feels breezy while quietly indicting the system that pretends wealth is purely earned.
As a journalist in early 20th-century America - the age of boom-and-bust cycles, robber barons, and the expanding gospel of self-help hustle - Hubbard is writing from inside the optimism machine, not outside it. His cynicism is corrective: he doesn’t deny effort; he denies the comforting fantasy that effort is the whole story.
Hubbard’s intent is less to condemn ambition than to mock the superstition around it. “Love money” evokes the old warning about greed, yet he’s not preaching thrift or virtue. He’s pointing at the asymmetry: desire doesn’t equal access. In a world of uneven wages, fragile safety nets, bad luck, illness, and gatekept opportunity, money’s “love” looks a lot like structural advantage - inheritance, connections, timing, geography, race, gender, education. The aphorism compresses all that into a romantic metaphor that feels breezy while quietly indicting the system that pretends wealth is purely earned.
As a journalist in early 20th-century America - the age of boom-and-bust cycles, robber barons, and the expanding gospel of self-help hustle - Hubbard is writing from inside the optimism machine, not outside it. His cynicism is corrective: he doesn’t deny effort; he denies the comforting fantasy that effort is the whole story.
Quote Details
| Topic | Money |
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| Source | Kin Hubbard , quotation as listed on Wikiquote (Kin Hubbard). |
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