Quotes About Value

Everything that gristles is not gold.

All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told.

The purest treasure mortal times afford, is spotless reputation; that away, men are but gilded loam or painted clay.

Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.

Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?Or sells eternity to get a toy?For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy?

Lest too light winningMake the prize light.

And give to dust that is a little giltMore laud than gilt o'er-dusted.

Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.

I'll give my jewels for a set of beads,My gorgeous palace for a hermitage,My gay apparel for an almsman's gown.

Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house, as your pearl in your foul oyster.

You pay a great deal too dear for what's given freely.

Our basest beggarsAre in the poorest thing superfluous:Allow not nature more than nature needs,Man's life is cheap as beast's.

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,And like enough thou know'st thy estimate.

Though last, not least in love.

I had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of Songs and Sonnets here.

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.

I do not set my life at a pin's fee.

I would give all my fame for a pot of ale, and safety.

Would it not grieve a woman to be over-mastered with a piece of valiant dust? to make an account of her life to a clod of wayward marl?

How now! a rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead!

I would to God thou and I knew where a commodity of good names were to be bought.

And my large kingdom for a little grave,A little little grave, an obscure grave.

For it so falls outThat what we have we prize not to the worthWhiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost,Why, then we rack the value, then we findThe virtue that possession would not show usWhiles it was ours.

I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.