During the war, when Paris was occupied by the German army,
Mr. Gurdjieff fed his pupils, and his neighbours, including the old and sick.
He treated them as a Doctor, he also purchased paintings from his
neighbours, and people he met in cafes, however bad, because he recognised that they at least
knew that an effort was required to produce something to sell, just to survive.
He likened the pleasure he received from this, to the old lady in the park
who gives breadcrumbs to the birds. "To feel good inside".
It has also been noted that his pocket book was almost always empty.
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