Silver

“The Rebbe, I do not understand: you come to the poor man — he is as friendly and helps as he can. You come to a rich man - he sees no one, wants nothing to hear. Is it only because of the money?
- Look out the window. What do you see?
- A woman with a child is walking, a cart is going to the bazaar, a poplar wind is oppressing ...
- Ok, now look in the mirror. What do you see?
- Well, what can I see there? Only myself.
- So: a window of glass and a mirror of glass. It is worth adding a little silver - and you see only yourself.

Chassidic parable.