Quotes About Contentment

You couldn't be more beautiful." She sighed, "I know

As he was drifting off, he said, "With all my dreams having come true, what will I dream of now?" Oh, damn. Lanthe gazed at his face in sleep. I just fell in love with him.

To envy was to lack.

This is home. This is where we are. This is the place we store our love. You just have to be content to be in your own skin, that's all. Charlie to Ginny

The more one pleases generally, the less one pleases profoundly.

But the smile inside me never falters. And I know without a doubt that his inner smile matches mine.

All the same, said the Scarecrow, I shall ask for brains instead of a heart; for a fool would not know what to do with a heart if he had one. I shall take the heart, returned the Tin Woodman; for brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.

Zixi made no reply, but she agreed with the alligator, who called after her sleepily, Isn't it fortunate we cannot have everything we are stupid enough to wish for?

All the same,' said the Scarecrow, 'I shall ask for brains instead of a heart; for a fool would not know what to do with a heart if he had one.' I shall take the heart,' returned the Tin Woodman, 'for brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.

Those who remember are usually the unhappy ones. Only those who are able to forget, find the most joy in life.

While I was in love I was the happiest man on earth.

All the same,' said the Scarecrow,'I shall ask for brains instead of a heart; for a fool would not know what to do with a heart if he had one.' 'I shall take the heart,' returned the Tin Woodman,'for brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.

Do try to be more cheerful and take life as you find it -The Scarecrow - The Marvellous Land Of Oz by L. Frank Baum pg 135 chapter 18

I shall take the heart," returned the Tin Woodsman; "for brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.

No matter how dreary and grey our homes are, we people of flesh and blood would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is no place like home.

I've married a man who owns nine cows, said Jinjur to Ozma, and now I am happy and contented and willing to lead a quiet life and mind my own business. Where is your husband? asked Ozma. He is in the house, nursing a black eye, replied Jinjur, calmly. The foolish man would insist upon milking the red cow when I wanted him to milk the white one; but he will know better next time, I am sure.

They seemed happy and contented, though," remarked the Wizard, "and those who are contented have nothing to regret and nothing more to wish for.

You are both rich my friends ... And your riches are the only riches worth having, the riches of content.

Childhood is the time of man's greatest content. 'Tis during these years of innocent pleasure that the little ones are most free from care. [...] Their joy is in being alive, and they do not stop to think. In after-years the doom of mankind overtakes them, and they find they must struggle and worry, work and fret, to gain the wealth that is so dear to the hearts of men.

There's lots o' things folks don't 'preciate, replied the sailor-man. If somethin' would 'most stop your breath, you'd think breathin' easy was the finest thing in life.

Finally, were you all like me, I would consider you so common that I would not care to associate with you. To be individual, my friends, to be different from others, is the only way to become distinguished from the common herd. Let us be glad, therefore, that we differ from one another in form and in disposition. Variety is the spice of life, and we are various enough to enjoy one another's society; so let us be content.

No matter how dreary and gray our homes are, we people of flesh and blood would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is no place like home. The

How about my heart? asked the Tin Woodman. Why, as for that, answered Oz, I think you are wrong to want a heart. It makes most people unhappy. If you only knew it, you are in luck not to have a heart.

There seemed to be no horses nor animals of any kind; the men carried things around in little green carts, which they pushed before them. Everyone seemed happy and contented and prosperous.