Quotes About Value

Half of your attention is better than all of anyone else's.

Every memory was valuable; even the bad ones.

Humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguarded it at all. They threw away their lives for money, for packets of powder, for a stranger's charming smile.

He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn't realize was precious until you lost it.

Fine." Magnus stood up. "But," he added, pausing by Alec's chair and leaning in close to him, "you are not trivial." Alec flushed. "If you say so," he said. "I say so," said Magnus, and he turned to follow Isabelle out of the room.

You couldnt erase everything that caused you pain with recollection.Every memory was valuable; even the bad ones

If Jace was gold, catching the light and the attention, Alec was silver: so used to everyone else looking at Jace that that was where he looked too, so used to living in Jace's shadow that he didn't expect to be seen. Maybe it was enough to be the first person to tell Alec that he was worth being seen ahead of anyone in a room, and of being looked at longest. And silver, though few people knew it, was a rarer metal than gold.

To them, as to Magnus, time was like rain, glittering as it fell, changing the world, but something that could also be taken for granted. Until you loved a mortal. Then time became gold in a miser's hands, every bright year counted out carefully, infinitely precious, and each one slipping through your fingers.

the less you had, the more careful you had to be about everything you did have.

Everyone's death means something,

If I was harsh with you, it was because I cannot bear to see you treat yourself as if you are worth nothing. Whatever part you might act to the contrary, I see you as you really are, my blood brother. Not just better than you pretend to be, but better than most people could hope to be.

Like letting spiders live because they eat mosquitoes, Clary thought. "So they're good enough to let live, good enough to make your food for you, good enough to flirt with-but not really good enough? I mean, not as good as people.

Not all that is mortal is useless.

We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don't wish you didn't fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn't feel anything.

It's okay to love someone who doesn't love you back, as long as they're worth loving.

I think people are more savvy about cooking, food and dining. I notice they are looking for more value for their money - not in larger portions but more in terms of healthier, fresh, farm-to-table dishes with a nice presentation.

I don't love you. But I see the value of you, the incredible worth of you, more than anyone I've ever known.

Dottridge Bros valued their 'solemnity' but boasted that they could have a coffin 'of the most artistic finish' ready for thirty shillings in seven minutes. And speed was of the essence. Embalming did not become commonplace until the 1920s, so funerals took place as soon as possible.

What use is one key among a billion prisoners?

That which is priceless has no cost.

What's weird is when you mean a lot more to somebody else than they ever meant to you. I mean, a whole lot more. Like life on two whole different planets.

The value of your life is your own choosing,

The value of your life is your own choosing," Nathan

But I think it might be fair to say that all the reasons intersect and have one thing in common: too many people can't believe they deserve someone wonderful.