So much is a man worth as he esteems himself.

So much is a man worth as he esteems himself.

Understand however that every man is worth just so much as the things are worth about which he busies himself.

On the contrary, I believe it doesn't make much sense to say that one man is worth more than another. One man can be stronger than another but less wise. Or more educated but not so brave. Or more generous but also more stupid. So his value depends on what you want from him; a man can be very good at his job, and worthless if you set him to do some other job.

If I can't a man with a million dollars, I'll a million men with one dollar.

The Value or WORTH of a man, is as of all other things, his Price; that is to say, so much as would be given for the use of his Power...

The life of a single human being is worth a million times more than all the property of the richest man on earth.

The fate of a single man can be rich with significance, that of a few hundred less so, but the history of thousands and millions of men does not mean anything at all, in any adequate sense of the word.

A man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone.

There are one hundred men seeking security to one able man who is willing to risk his fortune.

You are mistaken, my friend, if you think that a man who is worth anything ought to spend his time weighing up the prospects of life and death. He has only one thing to consider in performing any action; that is, whether he is acting justly or unjustly, like a good man or a bad one.

One person with a belief is worth 99 people who have only interests.

One man means as much to me as a multitude, and a multitude only as much as one man.

I do not see how it is possible for a man to die worth fifty million of dollars, or ten million of dollars, in a city full of want, when he meets almost every day the withered hand of beggary and the white lips of famine. How a man can withstand all that, and hold in the clutch of his greed twenty or thirty million of dollars, is past my comprehension. I do not see how he can do it. I should not think he could do it any more than he could keep a pile of lumber on the beach, where hundreds and thousands of men were drowning in the sea.