Quotes About Contentment

When we persue happiness for it's own sake, it's like chasing the end of a rainbow. It will always elude us. It is when we're committed to some higher purpose that happiness somehow breaks through and comes to dwell with us.

As my late mother famously observed, the one thing to be said for growing old is that every year there are a few more things I don't have to give a rat's ass about.

In these transparent-clouded, gentle skies, Wherethrough the moist beams of the soft June sun Might any moment break, no sorrow lies, No note of grief in swollen brooks that run, No hint of woe in this subdued, calm tone Of all the prospect unto dreamy eyes.

There are things that outweigh comfort, unless one is an old woman or a cat.

In the West, for example, people believe they must 'pursue happiness' as if it were some kind of a flighty bird that is always out of reach. In the East, we believe we are born with happiness and one of life's important tasks, my mother told me, is to protect it.

Humour is essentially a comforter, reconciling us to things as they are in contrast to things as they might be.

Your life story would not make a good book. Don't even try.

Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing

I like food, like any other guy, but it is not the main thing in my life. I can do without it.

I'm a rich man. To have everything you need is the definition of affluence.

there was something essential missing that prevented him from feeling content with his life, something he once had when he was on the UCLA track team. It was a sense of utterly consuming physical challenge, of pushing his limitations to the point of agony. The pain always ebbed, though, and left an afterglow of exhilaration that charged him until the next challenge, when he would give just a little bit more.

By virtue of the fact that they expect so much less than poor Americans—they don't care about movies, clothes, and cars—they are more content than the poor people in America.

Your tummy, soft as warm dough. I knead and knead, then bake it with a nap.

I flush with heaving passion's strange delight, Yet find contentment lost in appetite.

She wanted this feeling of home to settle inside her until it gave her the sweetest of dreams.

I'm learning not to hope for what I can't control...

Nobody's sex life is such that every experience is a ten. You may have to be satisfied with regular eights or sixes and even an occasional three.

Death is an inevitability, isn't it? You become more aware of that when you get to my age. I don't worry about it. I'm ready for it. When I go, I want to go doing what I do best. If I died tomorrow, I couldn't complain. It's been good.

You can't have everything -- where would you put it?

Food from the platter / Water from the rain / The subject and the matter / I'm going home again / Can't sell a leaf to a tree / Nor the wind to the atmosphere / I know where I am meant to be / And I can't be satisfied here

One can remain alive long past the usual date of disintegration if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity, interested in big things, and happy in small ways.

It is a miracle if you can find true friends, and it is a miracle if you have enough food to eat, and it is a miracle if you get to spend your days and evenings doing whatever it is you like to do, and the holiday season - like all the other seasons - is a good time not only to tell stories of miracles, but to think about the miracles in your own life, and to be grateful for them, and that's the end of this particular story.

she was so afraid of everything that she made it impossible to really enjoy anything at all.

It is good to see people happy with one another. It is a glimpse of a world in which everyone is that way. A happy world might be boring, I told myself, but watching Jake grin at Cleo grinning at Jake grinning at Cleo and back again, I thought it was worth the risk.