Quotes About Contentment

Enough or not...it will have to do

Himmlisch ist's wenn ich bezwungen Meine irdische Begier; Aber doch wenn's nich gelungen Hatt' ich auch recht huebsch Plaisir! Loosely translated: It is heavenly, when I overcome My earthly desires But nevertheless, when I'm not successful, It can also be quite pleasurable.

I felt a wish never to leave that room - a wish that dawn might never come, that my present frame of mind might never change.

No one is satisfied with his position, but every one is satisfied with his wit

No one is satisfied with his fortune,and everyone is satisfied with his wit.

But I wasn't surprised, or scared, or even angry. I accepted it like a friendly wind, come to fly me home. It's okay, I thought. And it was.

Excitement wasn't the exact word he sought to describe the feelings of contentment, of satisfaction, of belonging to a community.

So what's the point, then, if we can't be happy? Why are we doing any of this? Oh, there's definitely happiness, Jack said, turning his back on the ocean and looking at her. But it's just about moments, not ever-afters. He grinned. Like when you're right in the middle of the ocean with your friends, with no one trying to kill you in any kind of horrifying way. You have to appreciate these moments when they happen, 'cause obviously we don't get many of them.

Rina's always claimed that I expect too little from life," Standard said. "Then at least you'll never be disappointed.

She formed her life day by day, taking as its materials the emptiness and panic as well as the rushes, like fever, of contentment. I am beyond fear of solitude, she thought, I am past it. The idea thrilled her. I am beyond it and I will not sink. This submission, this triumph made her stronger. It was as if finally, after having passed through inferior stages, her life had found a form worthy of it.

She is married. I suppose there are children. They walk together on Sundays, the sunlight falling upon them. They visit friends, talk, go home in the evening, deep in the life we all agree is so greatly to be desired.

She had accepted the limitations of her life. It was this anguish, this contentment which created her grace.

No hay felicidad como esta dicha: mañanas apacibles, la luz del río, el fin de semana por delante. Vivían una vida rusa, una vida fecunda, entrelazada, en la que un infortunio de uno de los miembros, un fracaso, una enfermedad, rompería el equilibrio de todos. Aquella vida era como una prenda de vestir. Su belleza estaba fuera, su calor dentro»

The fast was ended. Like the story he had read to them so many times, of the poor couple who were given three wishes and wasted them, he had not wanted enough. He saw that clearly. When all was said, he had wanted one thing, it was far too small: he had wanted them to grow up in the happiest of homes. One of the last great realizations is that life will not be what you dreamed.

She formed her life day by day, taking as its materials the emptiness and panic as well as the rushes, like fever, of contentment. I am beyond fear of solitude, she thought, I am past it. The idea thrilled her. I am beyond it and I will not sink.

There were other houses that always brought images of an orderly life, kitchens with plain sideboards, old windows, the comforts of marriage in their common form, which at times surpassed everything—breakfast in the morning, conversations, late hours, and nothing that suggested excess or decay.

There is only one way to happiness and that is to cease worrying about things which are beyond the power of our will.

Epictetus (55 ? 135 A.D.) said, There is only one way to happiness and that is to stop worrying about things which are beyond the power of our will.

Polls indicated that while women were growing increasingly sensitive about gender discrimination, only a small minority liked to be called feminists. The majority of housewives, indeed, told pollsters that they were largely content with their lives. Many resented being told by elitists that raising families was boring.

Man is troubled by what might be called the Dog Wish, a strange and involved compulsion to be as happy and carefree as a dog.

Make some money but don't let money make you. ~ Tanzanian Proverb

There are some things of far more value than gold. For instance, a life free from cares or duties of any kind; a life in which every day and every hour brings its share of pleasure and satisfaction, of excitement, of happily earned and well-enjoyed fatigue.

These last few days showed me that there's more to life than the proverbial bigger boat. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I have all I could want right here. The love of my life and the love of her family. I'm so grateful for that—what more could I ask for?

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