Quotes About Contentment

Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor-John.

If I had my mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do my liking: in the meantime, let me be that I am, and seek not to alter me.

I had rather live With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far, Than feed on cates and have him talk to me In any summerhouse in Christendom.

Sir, I am a true laborer; I earn that I eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm; and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck." (As You Like It, Act 3, Sc. 2.)

He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n, Let him not know't and he's not robb'd at all.

Happy thou art not; for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get; and what thou hast, forgettest.

O benefit of ill! Now I find true That better is by evil still made better; And ruin'd love, when it is built anew, Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater. So I return rebuk'd to my content, And gain by ills thrice more than I have spent.

Aku seorang pekerja sejati, Aku makan dari hasil kerjaku, Membeli pakaian dengan uang sendiri, Aku tidak membenci orang lain, Tidak iri pada kebahagiaan orang lain, dan senang menyaksikan kesejahteraan orang lain.

Sofremos demasiado pelo pouco que nos falta e alegramo-nos pouco pelo muito que temos...

I think he would not wish himself anywhere but where he is.

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Those palates who, not yet two summers younger, must have inventions to delight the taste, would now be glad of bread, and beg for it.

Better thou hadst not been born than not t' have pleased me better.

Maybe that's the key to happiness—being sort of dumb, not wanting to know any of the answers.

Then he undressed and brushed his teeth. He examined his face in the slightly tarnished looking-glass above the wash-basin. He was fifty-seven, but according to this reflection older. His face would seem younger if he put on a bit of weight; chubbiness could be made to cover a multitude of sins. But he didn't want that; he liked being thought of as beyond things.

that gratitude for life came from being happy

He who lives not in time, but in the present, is happy. —LUDWIG VON WITTGENSTEIN

can go for weeks without hearin' the sound of a human voice. And I love it, Melody. I love it. I don't need people the way you do. Hell, I don't even like most people.

I can go for weeks without hearin' the sound of a human voice. And I love it, Melody. I love it. I don't need people the way you do. Hell, I don't even like most people.

Rest and be thankful.

Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

DAY, I HAD no idea what was in store for me. To begin with, everything was too perfect for anything unusual to happen. It was one of those days when a man feels good, feels like speaking to his neighbor, is glad to live in a country like ours, and proud of his government. You know what I mean, one of those rare days when

I believe that service lies in this--that each of us should use in the highest way, to the very widest possible extent, the abilities and powers they have been given. I believe that to be content with humbler service, when one is able to stand greater responsibility, is only cowardice.

When you get a thing the way you want it, leave it alone.