When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.
The rich would have to eat money if the poor did not provide food.
The rich widow's tears soon dry.
The rich man transgresses the law, and the poor man is punished.
The rich man spends his money, the poor man his strength.
The rich man may dine when he will, the poor man when he may.
The rich man breaks through the mesh and escapes, the afflicted man remains in the net and is caught.
The rich knows not who is his friend.
The rich have no pain.