Quotes About Value

Like flowing water, money and possessions are less useful when they're hoarded.

Put first things first and we get second things thrown in; put second things first and we lose both first and second things.3

Some days are meant to be counted, others are meant to be weighed.

What do I believe that I deserve in this life?

Given that life is so short, do I really want to spend one-ninetieth of my remaining days on earth reading Edward Gibbon?

Whenever you are faced with the prospect of purchasing gloves, you must ask yourself if you would be bereft to lose one of them in the back of a taxicab. If not, then don't buy them. You should only buy gloves so beautiful that to lose one of them would break your heart.

U svijetu nereda, nesre?a i prijevare katkad je mogu?e vjerovati samo ljepoti. Samo je umjetni?ka izvrsnost nepotkupljiva. Užitku nije mogu?e spustiti cijenu. A obrok je katkad jedina stvarna valuta.

She loved it even more than ever, perhaps, because now, as an adult, she finally had the perspective to appreciate the value of her own joy.

Good. I hope you're having a good time, too. People will tell you not to waste your youth having too much fun, but they're wrong. Youth is an irreplaceable treasure, and the only respectable thing to do with irreplaceable treasure is to waste it. So do the right thing

People will tell you not to waste your youth having too much fun, but they're wrong. Youth is an irreplaceable treasure, and the only respectable thing to do with irreplaceable treasure is to waste it.

Never buy inexpensive or poorly made gloves," Edna instructed us. "That's not the place to save your money. Whenever you are faced with the prospect of purchasing gloves, you must ask yourself if you would be bereft to lose one of them in the back of a taxicab. If not, then don't buy them. You should only buy gloves so beautiful that to lose one of them would break your heart.

I'm with the British psychoanalyst Adam Phillips on this point, when he observes: "If the art legitimates cruelty, I think the art is not worth having.

Egyetértek a brit pszichoanalitikussal, Adam Philipsszel, aki megjegyezte: "ha a m?vészet legitimizálja a kegyetlenséget, akkor véleményem szerint nem ér annyit a dolog, hogy a m?vészet a miénk legyen.

As this world becomes increasingly ugly, callous and materialistic it needs to be reminded that the old fairy stories are rooted in truth, that imagination is of value, that happy endings do, in fact, occur, and that the blue spring mist that make an ugly street look beautiful is just as real a thing as the street itself.

You're as good as any other living soul on this earth. Whether other people know that or not doesn't really matter as long as you do.

But Sir Alistair's gaze was different. Those other men had looked at her with lust or speculation or crass curiosity, but they hadn't been looking at her really. They'd been looking at what she represented to them: physical love or a valuable prize or an object to be gawked at. When Sir Alistair stared at her, well, he was looking at her.

What of the Parliament? Or the succession of the marquessate? Don't you see? He shook his head, searching for the words, he who was known for his eloquence on the floor of the House of Lords. None of that matters. Without you, I am a shadow of a man, a wisp. Parliament, even the marquessate, can survive without me, but I cannot survive without you .

But look at it this way. Anything is a commodity to someone. In a very large universe, your aunt Gracie's cannonballs may be someone else's favorite underwear.

Each life deserves its own measure of respect; they are not kindling wood, to be bundled together.

Could anything so handsome, so decorative, so…so enthusiastic…possibly be useful?

Besides . . . a mine is a terrible thing to waste.

It is setting a high value upon our opinions to roast men alive on account of them.' Nobody ever said a truer word.

What fun it all was, she thought, and how entirely new and delicious being taken care of as though she were a thing that mattered, a precious thing!

Oh how warm it makes one to know that there is one person in the world to whom one is everything. A lover is the most precious, the most marvelous possession.