Quotes About Contentment

as a child i suppose i was not quite normal. my happiest times were when i was left alone in the house on a saturday.

I take much pleasure in being alone but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.

it is good to be sitting some place in public at 2:30 in the afternoon without getting the flesh ripped from your bones.

I no longer want it all, just some comfort and some sex and only a minor love.

Having a bunch of cats around is good. If you're feeling bad, just look at the cats, you'll feel better, because they know that everything is, just as it is.

when I was a boy I used to dream of becoming the village idiot. I used to lie in bed and imagine myself the happy idiot able to get food easily ...and easy sympathy, a planned confusion of not too much love or effort. some would claim that I have succeeded.

Even the stove and the refrigerator looked human, I mean good human - they seemed to have arms and voices and they said, hang around, kid, it's good here, it can be very good here.

They looked as if nothing had ever touched them--all well-mothered, protected, with a soft sheen of contentment. None of them had ever been in jail, or worked hard with their hands, or even gotten a traffic ticket. Skimmed-milk jollies, the whole bunch.

I know what a park bench is and the landlord's knock. There are only two things wrong with money: too much or too little.

I've never met another man I'd rather be.

Let's just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little.

I knew exactly what I was doing: I was doing nothing. because I knew there was nothing to do.

I've learned to feel good when I feel good. it's better to be driven around in a red porsche than to own one. the luck of the fool is inviolate.

Yet for all that I have had more joy than any of them, they were positive and depressed, and I am negative and happy.

warm light alone tonight in this house, alone with 6 cats who tell me without effort all that there is to know.

if I had a book or a drink then I didn't think too much of other things—fools create their own paradise.

What do you do all day? I just stay in bed. That's awful. No, it's nice. I like it.

Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in…rooms just staring at the knobs of some dresser or listening to the rain in the dark. The less I needed the better I felt.

But I didn't want to be anything anyhow. And I was certainly succeeding.

it's better to be happy...if you can..!!

A i urreni njerëzit? Unë nuk i urrej ata ... Unë vetëm ndjehen mirë kur ata nuk janë përreth.

alone tonight in this house, alone with 6 cats who tell me without effort all that there is to know.

I hated them because they had something I had not yet had, and I said to myself, I said to myself again, someday I will be as happy as any of you, you will see.

That way I wouldn't have to see the guys in their walking shorts. They looked as if nothing had ever touched them- all well-mothered, protected, with a soft sheet of contentment. None of them had ever been in jail, or worked hard with their hands, or even gotten a traffic ticket. Skimmed-milk jollies, the whole bunch.