Quotes About Contentment

Remember you must die whether you sit about moping all day long or whether on feast days you stretch out in a green field, happy with a bottle of Falernian from your innermost cellar.

How comes it, Maecenas, that no man living is content with the lot that either his choice has given him, or chance has thrown in his way, but each has praise for those who follow other paths?

He will through life be master of himself and a happy man who from day to day can have said, "I have lived: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine."

Cease to ask what the morrow will bring forth. And set down as gain each day that Fortune grants.

He that holds fast the golden mean, And lives contentedly between The little and the great, Feels not the wants that pinch the poor, Nor plagues that haunt the rich man?s door, Embittering all his state.

He will always be a slave who does not know how to live upon a little.

He's happy who, far away from business, like the races of men of old, tills his ancestral fields with his own oxen, unbound by any interest to pay.

The avarice person is ever in want; let your desired aim have a fixed limit.

You have played enough you have eaten and drunk enough. Now it is time for you to depart.

The voice from the tree did not summon them to do, but to be satisfied with what was done.

Unless we find repose within ourselves, it is vain to seek it elsewhere.

Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit.

If a man makes the world his castle, he does not seek to furnish it.

Money can't buy happiness.

At any age there is future one doesn't have. Never enough life when you are happy, that was the thing. Never so much bliss that you can't take a little more.

Try and enjoy the here and now. The future will take care of itself somehow. The grass is never greener over there.

You should never envy anyone. One day you might be in that person's position and it might not be so nice.

In good years, defensive investors have to be content with the knowledge that their gains, although perhaps less than maximal, were achieved with risk protection in place, even though it turned out not to be needed.

Everything I loved most happened most every day.

Evidence may not buy happiness, but it sure does steady the nerves.

You cannot go around and keep score. If you keep score on the good things and the bad things, you'll find out that you're a very miserable person. God gave man the ability to forget, which is one of the greatest attributes you have. Because if you remember everything that's happened to you, you generally remember that which is the most unfortunate.

I let you find all those polytheistic truths yourself; life in them, find the joy in them, and even sorrow. But in these joys and sorrows rest content with the thought that they give meaning to our world.

They luxuriated in the feeling of deep and all pervading satisfaction, a feeling of knowing absolutely that all was well with the world...Not only were all things possible, but all things were theirs.

He took another drink, licked his lips and leaned back with his eyes closed for a minute, listening. Marion closed her eyes and just leaned against his chest, feeling the weight and security of his arm around her, moving her toes slightly in time to the music. That last hash and the chartreuse really did it. She felt fine. She felt warm. She felt at home. Trane had just finished a chorus and the piano player came in and Marion muttered a soft, Yeah.