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If you had to say noblesse oblige - nobility obliges, now we need to tell oblige propriété - property requires (wealth requires)...

The wise man happy, satisfied with little, and the fool just a little; that's why almost all people are miserable.

From century to our days any evil in the fate of the earth
Stupid greed - only she was the only one to blame.
Got greedy and there is no God, the Apostle says of the Holy{*},
He acknowledges God, who is fifth.
He is a ravenous wolf. His law: human to let the blood river.
He drinks, but blood is never satisfied human.
Though rich and powerful he is, but by nature he is:
All obezbolit tries to grab his hand.
Everything, everything - and the fight and yearning, and envy, and the night of the robbery,
The antics of a gang of thieves, all because of the greed of human.
Perjurers, liars, screaming excitedly,
Departed from the faith of the Holy, all because of the greed of human.
One dangles in the loop, the other in prison raw
But those were gone with his head - all because of human greed,
Kings sit on mine, and the kings are fighting among themselves,
Chasing submissive in the slaughter - all because of human greed.
To divert the peoples into captivity, pass like a whirlwind over the country,
Dub city to the ground - all because of human greed.
One went up to the father, fratricide became another
They have Holy under foot, all because of the greed of human.
In the Holy see of climbs everyone who in iniquity hero
Climbed to the bishops of the other - all because of human greed.
The Bishop libertine's drinking - and the power of worldly
For the wages of a gold coin - all because of human greed.
Archimandrite new swarm all lagging behind the crowd,
In the counter turning naloy, all because of the greed of human.
Monks, leaving the monastery, the villages hanging around crowd:
Forget prayers! Sing a song - all because of human greed,
And the priests for the Dubya! The bloody cheek,
And that - with a swollen lip, all because of human greed.
Nagash, you're a prisoner of hustle, watch hourly for them;
A lot of this stuff and you have any.

I don't think America is ever to truly unite. Because of one word: greed. Nothing to do with racial issues. The problem is greed.

- See Catalan, they will come for you. I may have lost, but you will never win. Very soon or you will expelled from Italy or caught. Your power - a Mirage, your name is mud.
- Here's everything you ever wanted. Unable to breathe, eat and fuck as many of their gold. And then think about how your greed has led you to the loss of the Duchy and the death of your sons. And your granddaughter - my Lucretia. Your blood is forever mingled with the blood of the Borgias. And very soon these resources will eat you up inside like Midas - the king whose touch turned his daughter into a cold heartless gold.

- How much do you need gold?
- Uh-uh... a lot!
- And if that is too much?
- You stupid animal! [laughs] of Gold cannot be too much!

Greedy and grave close.

Even from an early age I always asked myself "what is happiness?". When you're rich, you become greedy. It seems that something good always follows something bad.

All the money greatly change people. Make them more relaxed, independent, free. Hungry for more! Here is the correct wording... the more money you have, the more you want.

Trehsotmetrovoy to an end. Happened days cycle.
Environment. Four more days, and there Shawwal{*} - and a year passed.
Why came I into this world? What to do and what to say?
I came, a song of love to sing, come to enjoy the life med.
And became a slave to my children and a prisoner of his family,
And the life I have lived as a camel, worked like a pack of cattle.
What? My wealth I counted on the fingers can
As disasters begin to consider - to the grave did not end the bill.
Than I will finish a long way? Its source lies were, -
According to bustle, he ran in the bustle of end of find.
For the money I bought greed, and greed brought me evil
I - many sorrows target, I only trouble the sky sends.
Oh, I pity my youth, and sad faces
And I feel sorry for the old beauty and past life without worries.
Where serenity young age, courage fiery soul?
Where the intoxication of passions, dreams, unrestrained flight?
My hair is white as milk, a heart as pitch black.
In the face of Indigo blue, and the weakness of my knees bends.
From the fear of death day and night shaking like a yellowed leaf,
As nasalise boy, when his father's lashes, waiting.
We passed and passed, and became a parable for children
Forgotten all who lived before us and will forget us in your turn.
About Kisai! Your polivec puts a paw on you,
Like a hawk, he doesn cogtech your wing to shreds tears.
And if hope is gone and love of wealth you
So its time to condemn and no hope to go forward.

According to the Torah, Charlie sheen is a Jew. Not because his mother is a Jew, but because CBS paid him $ 50 million and he still sued them in court.

It's hard to live in a big way,where greed drags you myself.

Greedy people always lose a lot more. Generous get twice.

Greed and need
Two demons, not sleeping ever.