We are the world. We are the people and we deserve better not because we're worth it but because no worth can be put on the incalculable, on the infinite, on life.

To kill yourself for earning a salary is not worth it.

Happiness isn't a constant. You get fleeting glimpses. You have to fight for those moments, but they make it all worth it.

Stay away from drugs. They're not worth it. I've tried, but there's none of them that's worth it.

I hope that people will realize that the struggle to make a life better with a sibling is worth it.

People who have attained things worth having in this world have worked while others have idled, have perservered while others gave up in despair, and have practiced early in life the valuable habits of self-denial, industry, and singleness of purpose.