One day in the country Is worth a month in town
My own idea, for what it is worth, is that all sadness which is not either arising from the repentance of a concrete sin and hastening towards concrete amendment or restitution, or else arising from pity and hastening to active assistance, is simply bad; and I think we all sin by needlessly disobeying the apostolic injunction to 'rejoice' as much as by anything else. Humility, after the first shock, is a cheerful virtue.
There is no readier way for a man to bring his own worth into question than by endeavoring to detract from the worth of other men.
All the miles of a hard road are worth a moment of true happiness.
In the church is a memorial to Mrs. Sarah Hill, who bequeathed 1 pound annually, to be divided at Easter, between two boys and two girls who "have never been undutiful to their parents; who have never been known to swear or to tell untruths, to steal, or to break windows. " Fancy giving up all that for five shillings a year! It is not worth it!
In all the thrashing about that results from our dwindling gold reserves, it's about time that this country and other countries get some perspective on the situation. The day this country is out of the stuff, that day gold becomes what it's worth as a metal and no longer will have much significance as a monetary measurement. It isn't the gold we have that makes this nation rich. It's what we make, our knowhow, our productivity. So long as this country produces more and better, the world will continue to want what we make.
It is my right to be rich, happy, and successful. Money flows to me freely, copiously, and endlessly. I am forever conscious of my true worth. I give of my talents freely, and I am wonderfully blessed financially. It is wonderful!
A lifetime of glory is worth a moment of pain. Louie thought: Let go.
If a man cannot prove his religion in the valley, it is not worth anything.
This earth is not our home. We are away at school, trying to master the lessons of "the great plan of happiness" so we can return home and know what it means to be there. Over and over the Lord tells us why the plan is worth our sacrifice - and His. Eve called it "the joy of our redemption. " Jacob called it "that happiness which is prepared for the saints. " Of necessity, the plan is full of thorns and tears - His and ours. But because He and we are so totally in this together, our being "at one" with Him in overcoming all opposition will itself bring us "incomprehensible joy. "
One picture is worth 1,000 denials.
A moment's insight is sometimes worth a life's experience.
Uncles and aunts, and cousins, are all very well, and fathers and mothers are not to be despised; but a grandmother, at holiday time, is worth them all.
He that will not stoop for a pin will never be worth a pound.
Thirty trillion dollars worth of services, scot-free to humanity, every year.
We tear ourselves inside out for something the world may love, then base our worth on that.
If something is too hard to do, then it's not worth doing. You just stick that guitar in the closet next to your shortwave radio, your karate outfit and your unicycle and we'll go inside and watch TV.
If tomorrow were never to come, it would not be worth living today.
A 1. 5 litres100km (3 mpg) increase in the auto and light truck fleet is worth 158,968. 35 cubic metres (41,994,994. 53 US gallons) of oil a day.
You got to know what's worth keeping and what's worth letting go.