On long timescales that is undeniably true.
Look at this. It's worthless - ten dollars from a vendor in the street. But I take it, I bury it in the sand for a thousand years, it becomes priceless.
Belloq was evil, but he was also insightful.
On shorter timescales the proposition is harder to support.
But, anyway, when my grandparents stuff was being sorted into person A keeps, person B keeps, we have a deathmatch to decide who keeps it, and throw out, I ended up taking various things that no one wanted. Including a hat.
Alas, the hat could not stay on forever:
But he picked it up:
And put it back on:
And the thing that makes this all not just random pictures of a cute kid in an old hat (not that there's anything wrong with a cute kid in an old hat) is this:
Robert Syska was my mother's father, thus Jensen's great grandfather.
Jensen saw the hat, which I had forgotten about entirely, and decided to put it on all on his own.