“Gold is the corpse of value,” says Goto Dengo.
“I don’t understand.”
“If you want to understand, look out the Window!” says the patriarch, and sweeps his cane around in an arc that encompases half of Tokyo. “Fifty years ago, it was flames. Now it is lights! Do you understand?” […]
“Wealth that is stored up in gold is dead. It rots and stinks. True wealth is made every day by men getting up out of bed and going to work. By schoolchildren doing their lessons, improving their minds. Tell those men that if they want wealth, they should come to Nippon with me after the war. We will start businesses and build things.”
— Goto Dengo to Avi and Randy in “present day”, Chapter 95, “Goto Sama”, and Goto Dengo to Enoch Root in 1945, Chapter 96, “R.I.P.”, all from Cryptonomicon, by Neal Stephenson
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