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You can own the finest lounge in the world, but if you don’t own your time, you’re still a prisoner.

Merci.

October is when nature cashes out on summer’s investments.

Monday was probably invented by the coffee industry.

What constitutes a wise investment: buying a Mercedes or increasing your coffee futures?

This isn’t a latte. It’s liquid optimism poured into a paper cup.

Do nothing on Saturday. Something is bound to come your way anyway.

What if summer doesn’t end, but we just move too fast for it to keep up?

Maybe today’s the day the world ends. Maybe not. Either way, coffee’s coming.

If you dread Tuesday, it’s because you’re still trading time for money.