To have the mood sour
To mellow out
One year over, one year closer to death
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Pious when in peril
No chance of success
Like father, like son
Different strokes for different folks
Cut your coat according to your cloth
Paddle your own canoe
An obscene amount of money
Money is the root of all evil
Money works
Money talks
Life isn't fair
To spend generously
Out of control spending
Blinded by wealth
Money isn't everything
When poverty comes in the door, love leaps out the window
No money, no life
The gift that keeps on giving
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