He buys Playboy magazines and looks through them once, then gives them to me. That’s what it’s like to be rich.Here’s what it’s like to be poor. Your wife leaves you because you can’t find a job because there aren’t any jobs to find. You empty the jar of pennies on the mantel to buy cigarettes. You hate to answer the phone; it can’t possibly be good news. When your friends invite you out, you don’t go. After a while, they stop inviting. You owe them money, and sometimes they ask for it. You tell them you’ll see what you can scrape up.Which is this: nothing.
Tom Franklin, Poachers
poor, rich