The quarrel of the sociologists with the historians is that the latter have learned so much about how to do it that they have forgotten what to do. They have become so skilled in finding facts that they have no use for the truths that would make the facts worth finding.
This life is worth living, we can say, since it is what we make it.
To mourn and bewail your ill-fortune, when you will gain a tear from those who listen, this is worth the trouble.
The drums of Africa still beat in my heart. They will not let me rest while there is a single Negro boy or girl without a chance to prove his worth.
What we do know absolutely is that human lives are worth more than grapes and that innocent-looking grapes on the table may disguise poisonous residues hidden deep inside where washing cannot reach.
To equal a predecessor, one must have twice they worth.
A sign of celebrity is that his name is often worth more than his services.
Rights that do not flow from duty well performed are not worth having.
L’Oreal’s slogan ‘because you’re worth it’ has come to epitomise banal narcissism of early 21st century capitalism; easy indulgence and effortless self-love all available at a flick of the credit card.
The struggle is so great that the triumph over fascism alone is worth the sacrifice of our lives.