Quotes About Contentment

Sometimes what we think we need isn't what we need at all, and what gets thrown in for good measure is that which fills our hearts.

Sometimes what we think we need isn't what we need at all, and what gets thrown in for good measure is that which fills our hearts.

How undisturbed, the sleep of the foolish.

We must content ourselves with the mystery, the absurdity, the contradictions, the hostility, but also the generosity that our environment offers us. It's not much, but it's always better than the deadly, defeatist certainty of the paranoid.

Be small … and you will escape the jealousy of the great.

It's easy for you people here; you live a safe, purposeless life, nothing to do, nothing to worry about.

All the Heebs asked was to be let alone; they simply did not want to be bothered by life, and each year they shed more and more of the complexities of living. Returned, Baines reflected, to the mere vegetable, which, to a Heeb, was ideal.

But suppose your dæmon settles in a shape you don't like? Well, then, you're discontented, en't you? There's plenty of folk as'd like to have a lion as a dæmon and they end up with a poodle. And till they learn to be satisfied with what they are, they're going to be fretful about it. Waste of feeling, that is. But it didn't seem to Lyra that she would ever grow up.

Being in love was like China: you knew it was there, and no doubt it was very interesting, and some people went there, but I never would. I'd spend all my life without ever going to China, but it wouldn't matter, because there was all the rest of the world to visit.

There's plenty of folk as'd like to have a lion as a dæmon and they end up with a poodle. And till they learn to be satisfied with what they are, they're going to be fretful about it. Waste of feeling, that is.

There was nothing that could be gained by wishing for it.

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And till they learn to be satisfied with what they are, they're going to be fretful about it. Waste of feeling, that is.

Tony ate the rest of his pie and drank the sweet hot liquor without taking much notice of his surroundings, and the surroundings took little notice of him: he was too small to be a threat, and too stolid to promise much satisfaction as a victim. It

Well, then, you're discontented, en't you? There's plenty of folk as'd like to have a lion as a dæmon and they end up with a poodle. And till they learn to be satisfied with what they are, they're going to be fretful about it. Waste of feeling, that is.

Never in his life had occasion to ask himself, Why are things the way they are? Why should he bother, when the way they were was always perfect? Why are things the way they are? The question to which there is no answer, and up till then he was so blessed he didn't even know the question existed.

He calls his brother. it is the wrong brother from whom to seek consolation, but what can he do? When it comes to consolation it is always the wrong brother, the wrong father, the wrong mother, the wrong wife, which is why one must be content to console oneself and be strong and go on in life consoling others.

But in Old Rimrock, NJ, in 1995, when the Ivan Ilyches come trooping back to lunch at the clubhouse after their morning round of golf and started to crow, It doesn't get any better than this, they may be a lot closer to the truth than Leo Tolstoy ever was.

Tu pleci, in timp ce altii, nu prea multi, raman pe loc, continuand sa faca ceea ce au facut dintotdeauna, iar cand te intorci, te minunezi ca-i vezi tot acolo si pe moment te simti usurat fiindca exista cineva care-si petrece intreaga viata in acelasi locsor, neavand deloc chef sa plece.

To be truthful i am not entirely sure what people mean when they talk of happiness. There are moments of joy and laughter, the comfort of friendship, but enduring happiness? If it exists i have not found it

Today I could like anybody, said Rek, smiling. The sky is clear, the wind is fresh, and life tastes very fine. What will you do now? I think I will become a monk and devote my entire life to prayer and good works. No, said Rek. I mean, what will you do today? Ah! Today I'll get drunk and go whoring, said Bowman.

No man should ever completely realize his dreams. What else would there then be to live for?

My happiness is not in the gift of others. I will be happy or I will not be happy. No man will supply it or deprive me of it.

I don't want eternal life. I want a little joy, a large amount of pleasure, and a swift death once I lose the appetite for either.