He then went on to relate an illustration about a certain rich man who had a bumper crop and who reasoned to himself: “What shall I do, now that I have nowhere to gather my crops?... I will tear down my storehouses and build bigger ones, and there I will gather all my grain and all my good things; and I will say to my soul: ‘ Soul, you have many good things laid up for many years; take your ease, eat, drink, enjoy yourself. ’ ”
Tad viņš pastāstīja līdzību par bagātnieku, kura lauki bija nesuši bagātīgu ražu un kurš pie sevis sprieda: ” Ko es darīšu, jo man nav, kur savus augļus likt... es noplēsīšu savus šķūņus un uzcelšu lielākus un tur savākšu visu labību un mantu un sacīšu savai dvēselei: dvēsele, tev ir lieli krājumi uz ilgiem gadiem, atpūties, ēd, dzer un līksmojies. ”