When I was rich… (Volker Schunck)

I remember as I inherited a little fortune after my parents’ death some people saw me with other eyes. They became unnaturally respectful as if they had something else in mind, but I was the same simple guy as before. You never know if people respect and love you because of your money and your good-looking  or if they mean your personality, your true self.

I want to be respected and loved for what I am and not for what I possess. (Volker Schunck)

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