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Gold has all the doors locked,
Everyone is for themselves only saves: that's what grief!

Gold - a good servant but a bad master.

In a waterless desert and a pearl and shell
Seem to be a value equal to one.
Does it matter to them, the roads are not knowledgeable,
A pouch they have of gold or clay!

To be pious in the spoken words more difficult than to be pious as regards gold and silver, and to be indifferent to power more difficult than to be indifferent to gold and silver because people are willing to give them in the pursuit of power.

The no honor in tricks, - primly declared the old man.
Less honor, but more gold - by as much as twenty thousand, smiled Lord Renly.

Dirt may adhere to the gold ring, but gold itself will not be.

- We have become accustomed to, he said. - And that affects us. But if the first time included - and you can get sick. When it is small - it is beautiful, and when it accumulates a lot dangerous. Here nothing can be made, otherwise at the top, under the sun, life will become impossible. Even the goyim begin to hurt, and the rogue quite bad. No wonder gold scattered across the earth. Who will forget about it so you start to gather all to himself - there and start death. A lot of people of Skopje - the death of man, and the many people who so to all the people. Is ruined all the empires of the world. From radiation to escape in a leaden shell, from gold there is no defense...

... And remember: silence is silver!
- And the gold then what? - I was surprised.
- Do not go anywhere. It's more reliable.

People are strange creatures. Fighting to usurp the city, the desert or the mountains, herds of horses, houses, beautiful women. Especially a lot of blood pours out of gold. The whole hither swarms of butterflies flying over battlefields, obscuring the sun, is the souls of the dead for the Chimera. They never managed to learn the main...

Sheba's mines - not gold mines. This is uncharted layers of the inner self, an endless maze of consciousness where you still have to separate the waste rock from gold lived...

Gold rises, but the trick is to know when to leave.

After all, most people think that gold makes them happy.

There is a universal tool that can unlock almost any door: round, yellow and shiny metal. Gold.

Bag gold you can kill far more people than the spear and sword.