When the poor give to the rich, the devil laughs. — Benvenuto Cellini
When the poor give to the rich, the devil laughs. — Benvenuto Cellini
When the poor give to the rich, the devil laughs. — Benvenuto Cellini
When the poor give to the rich, the devil laughs. — Benvenuto Cellini
When the poor give to the rich, the devil laughs. — Benvenuto Cellini
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When the poor give to the rich, the devil laughs.

— Benvenuto Cellini
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