Quotes About Worth

amount of freedom you have in your life is not the measure of the worth of your life. Just as safety is an empty and even self-defeating goal to live for, so ultimately is autonomy.

The amount of freedom you have in your life is not the measure of the worth of your life. Just as safety is an empty and even self-defeating goal to live for, so ultimately is autonomy.

Nursing homes have come a long way from the firetrap warehouses of neglect they used to be. But it seems we've succumbed to a belief that, once you lose your physical independence, a life of worth and freedom is simply not possible.

The amount of freedom you have in your life is not the measure of the worth of your life. Just as safety is an empty and even self-defeating goal to live for, so ultimately is autonomy. The

The amount of freedom you have in your life is not the measure of the worth of your life.

It seems we've succumbed to a belief that, once you lose your physical independence, a life of worth and freedom is simply not possible. Nursing home staff like, and approve of, residents who are "fighters" and show "dignity and self-esteem"—until these traits interfere with the staff's priorities for them. Then they are "feisty.

succumbed to a belief that, once you lose your physical independence, a life of worth and freedom is simply not possible.

For more than half a century now, we have treated the trials of sickness, aging, and mortality as medical concerns. It's been and experiment in social engineering, putting our fate in the hands of people valued more for their technical prowess than for their understanding of human needs. That experiment has failed... we seek a life of worth and purpose, yet are routinely denied the conditions that might make it possible, there is no other way to see what modern society has done.

I know the anger lies inside of me like I know the beat of my heart and the taste of my spit. It is easier to be furious than to be yearning. Easier to crucify myself in you than to take on the threatening universe of whiteness by admitting that we are worth wanting each other.

In societies where men are truly confident of their own worth, women are not merely tolerated but valued. (From a speech read on video on August 31, 1995 before the NGO Forum on Women, Beijing, China)

Self respect is something that can't be killed. The worst thing is to kill a man's pretense at it.

For the first time since her return, she felt pain, a violent pain, but it made her feel alive, because it was worth feeling.

Degrees of ability vary, but the basic principle remains the same: the degree of a man's independence, initiative and personal love for his work determines his talent as a worker and his worth as a man. Independence is the only gauge of human virtue and value. What a man is and makes of himself; not what he has or hasn't done for others. There is no substitute for personal dignity. There is no standard of personal dignity except independence.

In order to deal with reality successfully - to pursue and achieve the values which his life requires - man needs self-esteem; he needs to be confident of his efficacy and worth.

I write - and read - for the sake of the story... My basic test for any story is: 'Would I want to meet these characters and observe these events in real life? Is this story an experience worth living through for its own sake? Is the pleasure of contemplating these characters an end itself?

No gift is worth a damn, unless its the most precious thing you've got.

Dagny, why is it that most women would never admit that, but you do?" "Because they're never sure that they ought to be wanted. I am." "I do admire self-confidence." "Self-confidence was only one part of what I said, Hank." "What's the whole?" "Confidence of my value—and yours.

She saw both serenity and suffering in the calm of his face, an expression like a smile of pain, though he was not smiling...He did not look like a man bearing torture now, but like a man who sees that which makes the torture worth bearing.

It is love alone that gives worth to all things.

If the machine is not too bright and incapable of reflection, it does whatever you tell it to do. But a smart machine will first consider which is more worth its while: to perform the given task or, instead, to figure some way out of it.

Why... didn't you make me good enough... so that you could've loved me?

When you're faced with the possibility of an early death, it makes you realize that life is worth living and there are a lots of things you want to do.

It's a cash and carry world. Sometimes you pay a little. Mostly it's a lot. Sometimes, it's everything you have.

The work, the pride in your work, the worth of the work itself...all those things faded away to the magic-lantern shades they really were when the pain got bad enough.