"Riches are among the most trivial things on earth and the smallest gift God gives to a person."
When Luther thought he was dying, he wrote:
"My dear son and my dear Kate. I have nothing [in worldly goods] to bequest to you, but I have a rich God. Him I leave to you. He will nourish you well."
"Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
The body they may kill: God’s truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever."