If God knows I’m worth it, that’s all that matters to me.
In his book Adventures in Two Worlds, A.J. Cronin describes his experiences as a medical officer to a Welsh Mining Company. There was a middle-aged district nurse there who had served the people of Tregenny for more than twenty years, “with fortitude and patience, calmness and cheerfulness.”
Cronin was impressed by her character which exuded, “unconscious selflessness.” He was sorry to learn that she was paid an inadequate salary, and he one day discussed the matter with her.
“Why don’t you make them pay you more? It’s ridiculous that you work for so little,” he said. She raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled, and replied, “I have enough to get along.”
Cronin persisted: “You ought to have an extra pound a week at least. God knows you’re worth it.”
There was a pause. Her smile remained, but her gaze held a gravity, an intensity which startled the author. “Doctor,” she said, “if God knows I’m worth it, that’s all that matters to me.”