Quotes About Worth

And if it wasn't as good as before, what was the point of doing it? There wasn't a point, as far as I was concerned.

Re: Committing attention] WHEN I SHOW YOU THAT YOU ARE WORTHY OF MY ATTENTION, I AM ACKNOWLEDGING AND HONORING YOUR WORTH (p.38).

I always retained a stunning friendship with most of my amores, which made me feel like life was worth living. All the hours of lunacy and love had actually amounted to Something.

The risk he was taking had to pay off. He had to win Mazy for himself. Even if he had to forfeit his own self-respect to make it happen. It was worth it to keep her from making a mistake again.

Quem, nada pode fazer, nada compreende. Quem nada compreende, nada vale.

I can't think of it now. It costs too much.

The abuser's worth is derived from a sense of one-upmanship and winning over. If the partner accomplishes something, the abuser views her accomplishment

Because of sorrow, my awareness of life's pulse is strongly detectable. It is syncopation while I journey, a lap of ocean in the eyes of every person I meet. This awareness informs the flesh of my stories. Grief has been an odd companion, at first a terror, but now I am all the better having accepted it for its intrinsic worth.

A son will always be a son, they say. But a girl is like a goat. Good as long as she gives you milk and butter. But not worth crying over when it's time to make a stew

A son will always be a son, they say. But a girl is like a goat. Good as long as she gives you milk and butter. But not worth crying over when it's time to make a stew.

No matter how many times the world had attempted to show me how special I was, I had always remained sure that it was all a hoax, that I really wasn't special after all. That I had nothing to offer.

It is an indisputable fact that the more expensive something is, the better it is.

Because he KNEW he was doing wrong. He felt the PAIN of his actions'-- 'But he did not amen them,' shows the Sky. 'The rest are worth as much as their pack animals,' I show, 'but worst is the one who knows better and does NOTHING.

What if, on some level, way down deep inside, right down to the very simplest, purified form of who he was, what if he was corrupted? What if there was some tiny, tiny fault in the first building blocks of who he was, and everything since that moment of life was just papering over an essential crack? And he was just a carapace built on a facade built on scaffolding and there was no real core to him, no real central worth? At all?

A story is like a nut. A fool will swallow it whole and choke. A fool will throw it away, think it of little worth. But a wise woman finds a way to crack the shell and eat the meant inside.

Te mentiría. Vale la pena mentir por ti. Pero no te mentiría. También vale la pena decir la verdad por ti.

What could you possibly offer me that is worth the price of remembering?

Puedo hacerte una pregunta, Reshi? Kote sonrió con amabilidad. —Por supuesto, Bast. —¿Una pregunta molesta? —Esas suelen ser las únicas que merecen la pena.

I will admit, I've never had a student offer himself up for a vicious beating in order to prove he's worth my time." "This was nothing," I said nonchalantly. "Once I jumped off a roof.

Whether you take kindly or not…" started the Devil. I cut him off. "Sure we could take kindly, but then there would be a problem. Where would we put it? How would we take care of it? And then the cops would come asking all sorts of embarrassing questions about where kindly was. Quite frankly the whole thing seems more trouble than its worth," I said.

I also made my bed every day, fixed my hair, applied my makeup, and washed the dishes. The result of being faithful in these small things was the restoration of my sense of worth and dignity. And proper placement restores order to one's surroundings, which in turn restores order to some of the brain's clutter.

Why is it that we lose the things we love, and things cavalier cling to us and will be the measure of our worth after we're gone?

The compass was old and rusted but it still worked, connecting the earth and stars. It told me where I was standing and which way was west but not where I was going and nothing of my worth.

Everything has a price; the only question is how big.