Life is changeable ... Today you are rich and rule the world. And tomorrow ... you are no longer rich and do not rule anything, not even your own mind or life.
Today you are poor and in despair, and tomorrow happiness knocked on the door and you became rich.
Fate is changeable. And it makes no sense to compare yourself with those who are drowning in luxury. Nobody knows what will happen over time. And the poor can hope. And the rich can hope too. We all hope this is the only thing left to man.

In 1923, 9 of the richest and most influential people in the world met at a hotel in Chicago.
Charles Schwab, CEO of the world's largest steel company.
Semuel Insel, president of the world's largest utility company.
Iver Krueger, "match king".
Richard Whitney, President of the New York Stock Exchange.
Leon Fraser, President of the World Bank.
Arthur Kotne and Jess Livermore, two exchange kings.
Albert Fall, representative of the presidential administration.
Howard Hopson, the king of gasoline.

After 25 years, they ended their days like this:
Charles Schwab died a beggar, he lived his last years on what he occupied.
Albert Fall - served in prison and was released to die at home.
Semuel Insel died ruined far from his homeland.
Jesse Livermore committed suicide.
Richard Whitney passed away after being released from Sing Sing Prison.
Iver Kruger committed suicide.
Arthur Kotne died ruined.
Leon Fraser committed suicide.
Howard Hopson is crazy.

That's all. Fate is changeable. Times have come and gone. So there is no point in comparing yourself to others; you need to enjoy every day and take care of your own destiny. It's not safe to be too rich. And being too poor is hard. It's even harder to lose incredible wealth. You have to live in the middle. And relax in those hotels that we can afford. It's enough.