Quotes About Value

What advantage, then, has the wise man over the fool? What gain comes to the poor man who knows how to conduct himself before others?

For the more words, the more futility—and how does that profit anyone?

A good name is better than fine perfume, and oneís day of death is better than his day of birth.

Wisdom, like an inheritance, is good, and it benefits those who see the sun.

While my soul was still searching but not finding, among a thousand I have found one upright man, but among all these I have not found one such woman.

There is hope, however, for anyone who is among the living; for even a live dog is better than a dead lion.

I have also seen this wisdom under the sun, and it was great to me:

And I said, “Wisdom is better than strength, but the wisdom of the poor man is despised, and his words are not heeded.”

As dead flies bring a stench to the perfumerís oil, so a little folly outweighs wisdom and honor.

We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver.

Like a lily among the thorns is my darling among the maidens.

His arms are rods of gold set with beryl. His body is an ivory panel bedecked with sapphires.

There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,

Mighty waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If a man were to give all the wealth of his house for love, his offer would be utterly scorned.

But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, O Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.

Your silver has become dross; your fine wine is diluted with water.

For ten acres of vineyard will yield but a bath of wine, and a homer of seed only an ephah of grain.”

And on that day, in every place that had a thousand vines worth a thousand shekels of silver, only briers and thorns will be found.

I will make man scarcer than pure gold, and mankind rarer than the gold of Ophir.

The fading flower of his beautiful splendor, set on the summit above the fertile valley, will be like a ripe fig before the summer harvest: Whoever sees it will take it in his hand and swallow it.

Surely caraway is not threshed with a sledge, and the wheel of a cart is not rolled over the cumin. But caraway is beaten out with a stick, and cumin with a rod.

Lebanon is not sufficient for fuel, nor its animals enough for a burnt offering.

To an idol that a craftsman casts and a metalworker overlays with gold and fits with silver chains?

To one bereft of an offering who chooses wood that will not rot, who seeks a skilled craftsman to set up an idol that will not topple?