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Savings Represent Much More Than Mere Money Value. They Are The Proof That The Saver Is Worth Something In Himself. Any Fool Can Waste; Any Fool Can Muddle; But It Takes Something More Of A Man To Save And The More He Saves The More Of A Man He Makes Of Himself. Waste And Extravagance Unsettle A Man's Mind For Every Crisis; Thrift, Which Means Some Form Of Self-restraint, Steadies It.

-Rudyard Kipling

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Savings Represent Much More Than Mere Money Value. They Are The Proof That The Saver Is Worth Something In Himself. Any Fool Can Waste; Any Fool Can Muddle; But It Takes Something More Of A Man To Save And The More He Saves The More Of A Man He Makes Of Himself. Waste And Extravagance Unsettle A Man's Mind For Every Crisis; Thrift, Which Means Some Form Of Self-restraint, Steadies It.

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Thought Provoking

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