Riches: Fleeting

When you glance at wealth, it disappears, for it makes wings for itself and flies like an eagle to the sky.

…saying: “Woe, woe to the great city, clothed in fine linen and purple and scarlet, adorned with gold and precious stones and pearls!

For in a single hour such fabulous wealth has been destroyed!” Every shipmaster, passenger, and sailor, and all who make their living from the sea, will stand at a distance