“The poor are the human manure in which grow the harvests of life, the harvests of joy which the rich reap.” HumansJoyGrowsPoorPovertyRichHarvestReapManure Book:A Chambermaid's Diary Source: A Chambermaid's Diary
“As soon as I find myself in the presence of a rich man, I cannot help looking upon him as an exceptional and beautiful being, as a sort of marvellous divinity, and, in spite of myself, surmounting my will and my reason, I feel rising, from the depths of my being, toward this rich man, who is very often an imbecile, and sometimes a murderer, something like an incense of admiration. Is it not stupid? And why? Why?” MenFeelsSometimesReasonHelpingBeautifulWealthRichStupidDepthRisingSpiteDivinityAdmirationMurdererExceptionalRich ManMarvellousNot StupidImbecilesIncense Author:Octave Mirbeau
