Quotes About Contentment

Life is hard and uncertain, and sometimes a small victory has to be enough.

I had turned soft, smug, self-satisfied, lulled to sleep by my cushy lifestyle and the easy availability of the game in these pastures of plenty I had been hunting in for so long.

Rita sighed and smiled happily. "Anyway," she said again, and I had to agree.

Well, then, Brian said. I guess it will be all right - if there's still time for some pie? [Brian Moser]

Go home, Sean. Go plant some flowers and mow your grass. And maybe hatch a couple more kids. You sound like Colleen. That's what she wants. It's what we all want. Some of us just don't know it yet.

Islands—of times when you're content, you don't think about the loss. Now it's like your world's underwater. All of it. But the water goes down and the islands come up. The water'll be there always but you'll find dry land

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They were the hopeful. Who were trading homes and family and a thousand years of ancestry for the hard certainty of risky, laborious years ahead of them. Who had the slimmest of chances to take root in a place where their families could prosper, where freedom and money and contentment were, the story went, as common as sunlight and rain.

It pains me to think how much you are worth now. I can't tell you that. If you can count it, you haven't got any.

If you've struck gold, why go in search of brass?

One worm who's happily found himself in a barrel of fresh apples

Over supper of a bowl of Heinz tomato soup and a sausage roll, he went over again and

You don't have to be "perfect" at doing the meditation. There is nothing to attain. Just doing the practices is good enough.

What does a "good life" really mean to you, how does it relate to your sources of meaning and purpose and to your deepest values, and what keeps you from realizing the possibility for greater well-being in your life?

They were moving along like that, each cupping a hold of the other. In Madeleine's face was a stupidity Mitchell had never seen before. It was the stupidity of all normal people. It was the stupidity of the beautiful and fortunate, of everybody who got what they wanted in life and so remained unremarkable.

I am living through days as happy as those God keeps for his chosen people; and whatever becomes of me, I can never say that I have not tasted the purest joys of life.

Father Mike was popular with the church widows. They liked to crowd around him, offering him cookies and bathing in his beatific essence. Part of this essence came from Father Mike's perfect contentment at being five foot four. His shortness had a charitable aspect to it, as though he had given away his height.

Ma már nem érdekel az örökké tartó hírnév, és az se, hogy tökéletes könyvet írjak. Megelégszem azzal, ha csak emléket állít képtelen életemnek.

Per essere felici bisogna trovare varietà nella ripetizione.

Maybe I've moved to the dark side, but it's clean and nice and we never run out of toilet paper.

Ultimately, my goal in life is to arrive at the finish line without having regrets.

At my age, I feel like I'm halfway to the finish line and life's too short to do what I'm sure to hate.

Couple this discovery with the realization that my things shouldn't own me and that life's meant to be lived, not displayed on Pinterest, and my sense is I've finally achieved something close to balance. I feel excellent about actually having

You know what else I haven't seen? Home stores. I've not passed the equivalent of Restoration Hardware or Crate and Barrel or Pottery Barn, so I get the feeling that no one's killing themselves working double shifts so they can consume stuff to make their homes Pinterest-perfect. Maybe the Roman message is to not let your stuff own you.