Quotes About Treasure

I still have the sword of Inigo Montoya - it's mine!

People's most prized possessions carry deeply symbolic and emotional significance.

What are gold and jewels and precious utensils? Mere dross and dirt. The human face and the human heart, reciprocations of kindness and love, and all the nameless sympathies of our nature - these are the only objects worth being attached to.

I read the title out loud: 'A Wrinkle in Time'. And then I smiled at Richard. 'It's a first edition,' Richard said.

Neither date nor time is promised, so treasure each day like it's your last.

Knowledge is a treasure, but practice is the key to it.

There is nothing to say except that life is unfair. You will get over it, … but only time will heal your wounds, and then not completely. We just have to made do with what we have left and treasure those around us who are still alive.

Do not store up for yourselves earthly possessions, which moths and rust can destroy, and robbers can steal. Rather, store up heavenly treasures which cannot be destroyed or stolen. For wherever your heart is, there is your treasure as well.

One buries treasure in the belief that it will be needed in the future. It is far better to act with charity and goodness. One who controls himself builds up hidden treasure that no thief can steal.

So all I could have of Cienwen was in my mind, and I kept her there as men keep libraries of rare books, seldom to be touched but happy to know you have got.

The library was the best dungeon crawl imaginable: free loot for the finding, combined with the joy of leveling up.

By 1883, the Chincha Islands had been exhausted of their treasure, the great stacks of guano stripped away and shipped to Britain, Europe, and the United States.

Dan was thrilled that the second clue had been safely smuggled out of the church in his pants. So, really, I saved the day, he decided. Wait a minute, Amy said, I climbed onto the roof in the middle of a thunderstorm. Yeah, but the clue was in my pants.

Where's the gold? I demanded. Don't make me unleash my sword's playlist.

A Styrofoam egg carton caught his eye. He opened it and found a single silver orb with little blinking red lights. This is cool, too! He dropped it into his backpack. Dan, no! What? They've got plenty of other stuff, and we need all the help we can get! It could be dangerous. I hope so.

Oh…bank vaults," Leo said. "Never thought about that.

What about King Tut's tomb?" I protested. "That boy king?" Zia rolled her eyes. "Boring. You should see some of the good tombs.

The most difficult area to surrender for many people is their money. Many have thought, "I want to live for God but I also want to earn enough money to live comfortably and retire someday." Retirement is not the goal of a surrendered life, because it competes with God for the primary attention of our lives. Jesus said, "You cannot serve both God and money"14 and "Wherever your treasure is, your heart will be also.

Spring forward, fall back, Eunice chants. Daylight saving -- what an amazing idea. (If only you could, but where would you keep it? With the time that's found? Or the time that's kept? A treasure chest, or a hole in the ground?) You're late, Eunice says. Better than never, I reply irritably.

That which was and is no more is hidden treasure.

Jess believed, that she thought he was the best. It was not the kind of best that counted either at school or at home, but it was a genuine kind of best. He kept the knowledge of it buried inside himself like a pirate treasure. He was rich, very rich, but no one could know about it for now except his fellow outlaw, Julia Edmunds.

Santiago, my ancestor, was the last man to touch this," he said with awe. "Before I uncover the treasure, I want to say that I believe God led me to the Montoya rancho for a reason. Without your help, I would never have found the treasure. Whatever is inside this box, however great the wealth, I will share it with all of you." The

When they sent us home from the hospital with him, it felt like we were actors, the leads in a heist film. Like we couldn't be getting away with such outrageous treasure.

My husband claims I have an unhealthy obsession with secondhand bookshops. That I spend too much time daydreaming altogether. But either you intrinsically understand the attraction of searching for hidden treasure amongst rows of dusty shelves or you don't; it's a passion, bordering on a spiritual illness, which cannot be explained to the unaffected.