Quotes About Worth

It doesn't matter if you work at a fast food joint or if you are the CEO of a Fortune 500 company. Your job title does not define your purpose. The size of your paycheck does not make you worthy. What makes you valuable is your contribution to the world and the legacy that you leave behind. Stop defining yourself by what you do, and start defining yourself by who you are!

What a rich man gives and what he consumes, that is his real worth.

All collaboration, all the human worth of social mixing and participation, merely masks a tacit acceptance of inhumanity. It is the sufferings of men that should be shared: the smallest step towards their pleasures is one towards the hardening of their pains.

Far and away the best prize that life has to offer is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.

The greatest gift life has to offer is the opportunity to work hard at work worth doing.

That is why I decline to recognize the mere multimillionaire, the man of mere wealth, as an asset of value to any country; and especially as not an asset to my own country. If he has earned or uses his wealth in a way that makes him a real benefit, of real use- and such is often the case- why, then he does become an asset of real worth.

He has great tranquillity of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men. He will easily be content and pacified, whose conscience is pure. You are not holier if you are praised, nor the more worthless if you are found fault with. What you are, that you are; neither by word can you be made greater than what you are in the sight of God.

Sometimes I wonder if a friendship in which the common ground is all that is bad about each person is a friendship worth having.

Assurance is a jewel of that worth, a pearl of that price, that he who will have it must work, and sweat, and weep, and wait to obtain it.

Rarely do things perish from my memory that are worth remembering. Rubbish dies instantly. Hence it happens that passages in Latin or English poets, which I never could have read but once (and that thirty years ago), often begin to blossom anew when I am lying awake, unable to sleep.

Liberty is a gift and power that extends even to the determination of our eternal and self-chosen destiny. This is one reason a single person is of greater worth than the whole of the subhuman cosmos.

Remember, things extremely hard to come by are not necessarily good.

If you see most people neglect the Bible, and many that can read never look into it, let it not harden you and make you think lightly of it, and that it is a book of no worth.

If you want nice things, you have to pay for them.

Rather often I am asked whether the grief remains as intense as when I wrote. The answer is, No. The wound is no longer raw. But it has not disappeared. That is as it should be. If he was worth loving, he is worth grieving over. Grief is existential testimony to the worth of the one loved. That worth abides. So I own my grief. I do not try to put it behind me, to get over it, to forget it… Every lament is a love-song.

Loving people, and allowing yourself to be loved, was only worth the risk if the odds were in your favor, but they quite clearly weren't. There were about seventy-nine squillion people in the world, and if you were very lucky, you would end up being loved by fifteen or twenty of them. So how smart did you have to be to work out that it just wasn't worth the risk?

There was the same need for obscurity, the same suspicion that if a piece of music had reached a large number of people, it had somehow been drained of its worth.

Când toate merg anapoda, ce bucurie s? ne punem sufletul la încercare dac? are rezisten?? È™i valoreaz? ceva!

Love's scary, and sometimes it's transient. But it's worth the risks and the nerves. It's even worth the pain.

The man that put that hurt look in your eyes, could be worth everything, or nothing at all.

Un minuto era suficiente, dijo Tyler; hay que trabajar duro para lograrlo, pero por un minuto de perfección valía la pena el esfuerzo. Lo máximo que podías esperar de la perfección era un instante.

exposure is not a measurable resource. If someone asks you to write for exposure, ask them how much exposure. Like, have them measure it. Will it be ten picameters of exposure? I usually ask at least seven nanoliters' worth. If they can prove it, fuck yeah, great. But exposure is a hard thing to prove. Let me utter my refrain yet again: Writers, like hikers, can die from exposure.

You can't give more or take more than the exact worth! If you give more than you need to ... you'll be hurt! In your body in the material world ... in your luck in the world of the stars ... and in your soul in the heavenly world!

If it isn't something precious, it doesn't serve as a price! But if it means I'm throwing away the most precious thing I have ... what's the good of it?