Quotes About Contentment

German theologian named Meister Eckhart taught his followers, "If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, 'Thank you,' that would suffice.

To think that Christ gave us so much only to have us experience so little brings tears to my eyes.

I would like to buy $3 worth of God, please, not enough to explode my soul or disturb my sleep, but just enough to equal a cup of warm milk or a snooze in the sunshine… I want ecstasy, not transformation; I want the warmth of the womb

Why were you smiling like that?" "Smiling like what?" "Like the cat that got into the cream pot.

And even if cats were color-blind, a fact that she sometimes doubted, he was content with Hannah's appearance as long as she kept his food bowl full.

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And if I never have a veil, or a golden ring on my hand, I will still have you, my love, and that will be enough for me. Sleep well, love, and dream of me. And know that, if I were to live for a thousand years, there would still not be enough nights in which to dream of you.

With a jolt of surprise, he realized he had not really wanted anything for twenty years.

pero ¿puede entrar en el ánimo del gobierno eliminar la locura? No. ¿Y si el gobierno no la puede eliminar, está al menos apto para discriminarla y reconocerla? Tampoco. Ello es materia de la ciencia. Por lo tanto, en asunto tan melindroso, el gobierno no puede, no debe, no quiere dispensar el concurso de vuestra merced. Lo que le pide es que arbitremos un medio para contentar al pueblo.

You know how hind-sight is 20/20? Love is when you look back and wouldn't change anything.

There are two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations.

You know how sometimes, your life is so perfect you're afraid for the next moment, because it couldn't possibly be quite as good? That's what it felt like.

No matter who you are, there is always some part of you that wishes you were someone else, and when, for a millisecond, you get that wish, it's a miracle.

What was wrong with me? I had a decent life. I was healthy. I wasn't starving or maimed by a land mine or orphaned. Yet somehow, it wasn't enough. I had a hole in me, and everything I took for granted slipped through it like sand. I felt like I had swallowed yeast, like whatever evil was festering inside me had doubled in size.

Here's a news flash for the ladies: for every one of you who thinks we all want a girl like Angelina Jolie, all skinny elbows and angles, the truth is, we'd rather curl up with someone like Charlotte - a woman who's soft when a guy wraps his arms around her; a woman who might have a smear of flour on her shirt the whole day and not notice or care, not even when she goes out to meet with the PTA; a woman who doesn't feel like an exotic vacation but is the home we can't wait to come back to.

Everyone deserves a happy ending.

That's what love is, when your hindsight is 20/20, and you still wouldn't change a thing.

Sometimes the key to happiness is just expecting a little bit less

No matter who you are, there is some part of you that always wishes you were someone else.

Maybe growing up is just focusing on what you've got, instead of what you don't.

what made you happy once might not make you happy now.

You don't look at another person's plate to see if they have more than you. You look to see if they have enough.

Busy is just a euphemism for being so focused on what you don't have that you never notice what you do. It's a defense mechanism. Because if you stop hustling—if you pause—you start wondering why you ever thought you wanted all those things.

What if instead of focusing on what you don't have, you concentrate on what you've got?