Quotes About Contentment

Do not wear yourself out to get rich; be wise enough to restrain yourself.

When you glance at wealth, it disappears, for it makes wings for itself and flies like an eagle to the sky.

Do not eat the bread of a stingy man, and do not crave his delicacies;

If you find honey, eat just what you need, lest you have too much and vomit it up.

Better to live on a corner of the roof than to share a house with a quarrelsome wife.

It is not good to eat too much honey or to search out oneís own glory.

The soul that is full loathes honey, but to a hungry soul, any bitter thing is sweet.

Sheol and Abaddon are never satisfied; so the eyes of man are never satisfied.

A stingy man hastens after wealth and does not know that poverty awaits him.

A greedy man stirs up strife, but he who trusts in the LORD will prosper.

Keep falsehood and deceitful words far from me. Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the bread that is my portion.

Otherwise, I may have too much and deny You, saying, ëWho is the LORD?í Or I may become poor and steal, profaning the name of my God.

The leech has two daughters: Give and Give. There are three things that are never satisfied, four that never say, ëEnough!í:

All things are wearisome, more than one can describe; the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear content with hearing.

I said to myself, “Come now, I will test you with pleasure; enjoy what is good!” But it proved to be futile.

I said of laughter, “It is folly,” and of pleasure, “What does it accomplish?”

Nothing is better for a man than to eat and drink and enjoy his work. I have also seen that this is from the hand of God.

For apart from Him, who can eat and who can find enjoyment?

and also that every man should eat and drink and find satisfaction in all his labor—this is the gift of God.

I have seen that there is nothing better for a man than to enjoy his work, because that is his lot. For who can bring him to see what will come after him?

I saw that all labor and success spring from a manís envy of his neighbor. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and pursuit of the wind.

There is a man all alone, without even a son or brother. And though there is no end to his labor, his eyes are still not content with his wealth: “For whom do I toil and bereave my soul of enjoyment?” This too is futile—a miserable task.

He who loves money is never satisfied by money, and he who loves wealth is never satisfied by income. This too is futile.