A moment's insight is sometimes worth a life's experience.

It's faith in something and enthusiasm for something that makes a life worth living.

A good and true woman is said to resemble a Cremona fiddle: age but increases its worth and sweetens its tone

On the whole, I am on the side of the unregenerate who affirms the worth of life as an end in itself, as against the saints who deny it.

Life is an end in itself, and the only question as to whether it is worth living is whether you have had enough of it.

To reach a port we must sail, sometimes with the wind, and sometimes against it. But we must not drift or lie at anchor.