I didn't get paid for performances most of my life. If I did, I would be billionaire now, and I'm not.
It's insane how many Roman coins are being found! It's as if all Romans had holes in their pockets. They sowed coins wherever they went. Even in the fields. Maybe to grow money . . .
Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!
But you I never understood, Your spirit's secret hides like goldSunk in a Spanish galleon Ages ago in waters cold.
Ants do no bend their ways to empty barns, so no friend will visit the place of departed wealth. [Lat., Horrea formicae tendunt ad inania nunquam Nullus ad amissas ibit amicus opes.]
Some books are drenchèd sandsOn which a great soul's wealth lies all in heaps,Like a wrecked argosy.
The truth is that a lost empire, lost power and lost wealth provide perfect circumstances for living happily and contentedly in our enchanted island.
Well-gotten wealth may lose itself, but the ill-gotten loses its master also.
I have never seen the Philosopher's Stone that turns lead into Gold, but I have known the pursuit of it turn a Man's Gold into Lead.
