’[Daisy’s] got an indiscrete voice,’ I remarked. ‘It’s full of -’ I hesitated.
'Her voice is full of money,’ [Gatsby] said suddenly.
That was it. I’d never understood it before. It was full of money - that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals’ song of it… High in a white palace the king’s daughter, the golden girl…
—  The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald.