8 I will be waiting in my aapartment; the door is always open for you, and the bjar on the hall table is empty of everything but hope for your generosity, if you would be so kind.
CHAPTER 121 cWhat a great thing money is: Even the smallest coin can make a small boy break out in smiles.
2 How much more wonderful is a huge fortune; vast riches make an ugly woman beautiful in the eyes of men, and likewise a dstupid man brilliant as the sun.
3 eO Money, I just can't praise you enough; I can't get enough of you, and I will never stop trying to win you.
CHAPTER 131 fHow have I failed you, O Money? Why am I broke and cast out of my apartment?
2 Don't you remember all the nice things I have said about you: How I have scorned the praise of men to be your faithful servant?
3 And yet, when I returned from the track, my furniture was in the street; the locks had all been changed, and my glandlord's face shone with the kind of great joy that only comes from seeing another man's life in ruins.
4 hIs this the way that my devotion is repaid? How have I offended you, so that I must be tormented by the sight of so many others jingling your blessings in their pockets?
5 iIs there something I don't understand yet? Please tell me what it is, O Money, because I will do anything for you.
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CHAPTER 141 O Money, is it fair the way you keep avoiding me? It is not my fault that I have patches on my elbows, and look like some kind of tramp.
2 If you would just return to me, I would wear beautiful suits: You would be proud to be seen with me.
3 jO Money, I've run out of everything but praise and devotion for you: Does that mean anything to you, or must I first be rich to win your favor?
CHAPTER 151 kSo many people say that money can't buy happiness: What are they talking about?
2 Surely the truth is this: If money can't buy happiness, then nothing can.
3 And if there is no happiness, then I'd just as soon have money instead.
4 Praise be to you, O Money; silly lies will never kill my love for you.
CHAPTER 161 lI have dreamed many great dreams about Money; I have seen a vision of Money as a mvast living being, spread across the earth more variously than all the leaves of all the trees in all the forests.
2 There is no end to the body of Money; it breathes through the hands of people everywhere, from the most remote backwaters to the tallest towers of the greatest empires.
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