Quotes About Contentment

What if I came here and I ended up loving it? What if, after a year, I didn't want to leave? What then? But wouldn't it be great if I loved it? Isn't that the whole point? Why bet on not loving a place? Why not take a chance and bet on happiness? I

It's a known fact in life that you can't have everything

It's a known fact that in life, you can't have everything.

I lie back down and close my eyes and imagine his arms are still around me, and that's how I fall asleep.

Margot doesn't see the point in wondering. This is our life; there's no use in asking what if.

This is our life; there's no use in asking what if. No one could ever give you the answers.

I look at Peter's profile out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes I still can't believe he's mine. The handsomest boy of all the handsome boys is mine, all mine. "What?" he says. "Nothing," I say.

Is a known fact that in life, you can't have everything

There's making do, living a pleasant life, no big ups or downs, and there's all the friction and fire that come with being in love with someone.

Por qué suspirar se siente tan delicioso? - Bueno, es básicamente lo mismo que respirar. Y se siente bien respirar. El aire es delicioso.

I felt like I had won the lottery from that one smile.

My chest feels warm and glowy, and I can feel myself start to smile.

I look at Peter's profile out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes I still can't believe he's mine. The handsomest boy of all the handsome boys is mine, all mine.

It's the little things that make up life.

Why does sighing feel so good?" I muse. Kitty heaves a big sigh. "Well, it's basically the same thing as breathing. And it feels good to breathe. Air is delicious

Margot} Doesn't see the point in wondering. This is our life; there's no use in asking what if. No one could ever give you the answers. I try, I really do, but it's hard for me to accept this way of thinking. I'm always wondering about the what-ifs, about the road not taken.

I didn't realize anything was missing. Then came you.

Barely is enough for now.

I'd much prefer to be in my flannel pajamas with a cup of Night-Night tea and a book, thank you very much.

Margot doesn't see the point in wondering. This is our life; there's no use in asking what if. No one could ever give you the answers.

Peter is my cocoa in a cup, my red mittens, my Christmas morning feeling.

Thing feels good and normal and the same, which is a comfort.

I'm feeling pretty euphoric at the moment.

But then maybe i don't want to know. Maybe it;s nicer not knowing.