Quotes About Contentment

I don't have a love life. I have a like life.

I feel really lucky that I love my job. I really do.

In love, happiness is an abnormal state.

Love the little trade which thou hast learned, and be content therewith.

Be satisfied with your business, and learn to love what you were bred to.

Constantly measuring ourselves against others sours and shortens our lives, robbing us of the very things we think it will bring: prosperity, love, inner peace, the knowledge that we're good enough.

That which we look on with unselfish love And true humility is surely ours, Even as a lake looks at the stars above And makes within itself a heaven of stars.

When love and adventure are finished, it's nice to have getting and spending to fall back on.

Do what you love and don't focus on money - life's too short.

I've been to paradise. But I've never been to me.

I feel so lucky to have done so many things that I love in the past few years so I'm just going to keep trying to do them.

I just love to go home, no matter where I am, the most luxurious hotel suite in the world, I love to go home.

As for me, then, I love life and cultivate it just as God has been pleased to grant it to us.

I love domestic life.

I believe in true love. But I am easily satisfied.

I love wearing trackies to lounge around the house in and the strange thing is, it doesn't matter how many new ones I get I still tend to feel most comfortable in my old ones.

I feel like someone who's meditating could possibly benefit their meditation practice and their well-being just by sitting down and thinking about things that they love for ten minutes.

We envy people we love for being always in their own loved company.

I love running, swimming and riding, sleeping and eating, reading and loving things that everybody likes

You have all the tools right now to make this day, this moment, happy. The best of these tools is love.

A sure way to lose happiness, I found, is to want it at the expense of everything else.

she spun round to face him, suddenly alight with happiness—a lovely feeling, she thought bemusedly, like going out of doors very early on a summer morning or going home after a hard week's work and opening the kitchen door and seeing her mother—a lovely complete feeling in which content and delight and joy were nicely mixed.

Oh well, thought Jane, that's how men are. He's probably taking it for granted. She found it very pleasant to be taken for granted by Stan

We can't always do what we want in life, answered her father, so we do the best we can.