Quotes About Contentment

The therapists told you that you needed to find happiness within yourself before you got it from another person...

Let's concentrate on our discussion of things that make us happy, Humble," says the psychologist.

I decided that you didn't really need money, power, success, religion, a spouse, or kids to be happy. All you really needed was to feel superior.

Life is so gorgeous, the mystery is we are not always deliriously happy.

In his book The Sensation of Being Somebody, Maurice Wagner wrote: Try as we might by our appearance, performance or social status to find self-verification for a sense of being somebody, we always come short of satisfaction. Whatever pinnacle of self-identity we achieve soon crumbles

Frankly the question came to this: what was the matter with her? Was there, without her knowing it, some peculiar lack in her? Absurd. But she began to have a feeling of discouragement and hopelessness. Why couldn't she be happy, content, somewhere Other people managed, somehow, to be. To put it plainly, didn't she know how? Was she incapable of it?

Everything had come good at last, after so many years. I had reached the happy ending of the story, and I was quietly, serenely happy. In the soft, velvety darkness I lay utterly at peace for I had finished with all heartaches, with all pains and worries; nothing could touch me now. I had finished the book but I could take it up and read it over and over again, and I would do so, secure in the knowledge of the happiness in the last chapter.

spend the remainder of the day in the Library of the Patent Office. He will be home at Somerset Road, Ealing, in time for tea. He will spend the evening in the workshop, working on the current model. He has achieved the type of life that he desires; he wants no other. He is perfectly, supremely happy.

I pointed out to her what sort of life she would be able to lead upon nine hundred a year. As an instance, I told her that she could have a country cottage in Devonshire and a little car, and a daily maid, and still have money to spare for a moderate amount of foreign travel.

There are people to whom one need not show off. It's a great comfort sometimes.

My poor fat Alfie! He was not a romantic husband, but he was so kind and understanding. He never minded whether I was amusing or dull. He thought it impossible that I could be dull. I didn't have to bother about any of that.

in spite of all her misgivings, she glowed and thought to herself. 'This is my place. This is where I belong.

If poverty was to be sold three cents today, i can't buy it.

many people think excitement is happiness', actually 'when you are excited you are not peaceful. True happiness is based on peace.

Then there is Plato on human happiness: "The greatest wealth is to live content with little.

We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is the great paradox.

Spending time with you showed me what I've been missing in my life.

I held her close to me with my eyes closed, wonering if anything in my life had ever been this perfect and knowing at the same time that it hadn't. I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.

Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there's nothing to make it last.

People want pretty much the same things: They wanted to be happy. Most young people seemed to think that those things lay somewhere in the future, while most older people believed they lay in the past.

love means to see the one you love happy

That's why I loved being with you. We could do the simplest things, like toss starfish into the ocean and share a burger and talk and even then I knew that I was fortunate. Because you were the first guy who wasn't constantly trying to impress me. You accepted who you were, but more than that, you accepted me for me. And nothing else mattered-- not my family or your family or anyone else in the world. It was just us.

Being in love, I find myself smiling for no reason at all...

Regrets about the journey, maybe, but not the destination.