Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are
disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and read more

Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they are
disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who
shall gather them.

For wealth, without contentment, climbs a hill,
To feel those tempests which fly over ditches.

For wealth, without contentment, climbs a hill,
To feel those tempests which fly over ditches.

If your Riches are yours, why don't you take them with you to
t'other world?

If your Riches are yours, why don't you take them with you to
t'other world?

A man is rich in proportion to the number of things he can let
alone.

A man is rich in proportion to the number of things he can let
alone.

A little house well fill'd, a little land well till'd, and a
little wife well will'd, are great riches.

A little house well fill'd, a little land well till'd, and a
little wife well will'd, are great riches.

All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
Who read more

All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
Who worship dirty gods.

A man is rich in proportion to the number of things he can afford to let alone.

A man is rich in proportion to the number of things he can afford to let alone.

The rich are more envied by those who have a little, than by those who have nothing.

The rich are more envied by those who have a little, than by those who have nothing.

This is an impressive crowd: the Have's and Have-more's. Some people call you the elites. I call you my base.

This is an impressive crowd: the Have's and Have-more's. Some people call you the elites. I call you my base.