가격 is the number we agree to carry.
A coin is never only metal. It is trust pressed into a circle, softened by hands, warmed by the small exchanges that make a market feel human.
값
the weight of what things cost.
값
대가 is what the heart pays quietly.
Some prices do not fit on tags. A promise, a memory, a bowl shared after a long day — each has a cost measured in tenderness.
정
비용 is the hour that cannot return.
Every choice spends time. The most ordinary day becomes precious when you notice how gently it is passing through your fingers.
the ledger
Words that weigh differently in the hand.
The visible number at the edge of desire.
What leaves you while something arrives.
The labor hidden below the surface.
The weather of want across many hands.
The consequence paid after a choice.
The soft weight a thing earns in living.
모든 것에는 값이 있다
Everything has its price.