When I was young there was a house down the street, I am told, that I would go to and knock on the door and ask if I could see their chandelier. They had a huge chandelier in their front foyer and it was magnificent to look at. I would imagine that I was "rich" (tacky I know) but in my small mind chandeliers meant wealth. Silly, silly girl. Now I see it as light and cut and beauty. Anyone can have the beauty of cut glass. Rich comes from within.