You cannot barter manhood for peace.

Poor human nature, what horrible crimes have been committed in thy name! All wars are wars among thieves who are too cowardly to fight…

— Emma Goldman

Private and public life are subject to the same rules-truth and manliness are two qualities that will carry you through this world much better…

— Robert E. Lee

Money appears as measure (in Homer, e.g. oxen) earlier than as medium of exchange, because in barter each commodity is still its own medium…

— Karl Marx

“You barter away so many pieces of yourself in a long term relationship. I'm not sure I remember which are mine or how I…

— Richard Alfieri

“With the breakdown of money economy the practice of international barter is becoming prevalent.”

— John Maynard Keynes

Organisms sip energy, because they have to work or barter for every single bit that they get.

— Janine Benyus

My mother is the sort of woman who not only can raise a chicken and roast it to moist perfection but, as she proved…

— Hamish Bowles

The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.

— Elizabeth Barrett Browning

“In a basic agricultural society, it's easy enough to swap five chickens for a new dress or to pay a schoolteacher with a goat…

— Charles Wheelan

Capitalism invariably boils down to barter between two willing parties, neither of whom uses force to work with the other.

— Ben Shapiro

When old men decided to barter young men for pride and profit, the transaction was called war.

— Len Deighton

Give love, give help, give service, and give any little thing you can, but keep out barter.

— Swami Vivekananda

I am convinced that most companies don't maximize their barter possibilities. Instead of aggressively reducing costs by trading their services with those of their…

— Mark McCormack

“What've you got to barter?" I pulled off my father's bag and peered inside. "A flashlight, matches-" "How about a sleeping bag?" he interrupted.…

— Kat Falls

Is it thy will that I should wax and wane, Barter my cloth of gold for hodden grey, And at thy pleasure weave that…

— Oscar Wilde