Quotes About Contentment

When, that evening, Vatanen slowly ski'd back from Vittumainen Ghyll to Laahkima Gorge, accompanied by his hare, he no longer thought about Kaartinen's strange world. There was a half-moon, and the stars were glimmering faintly in the frozen evening. He had his own world, this one, and it was fine to be here, living alone in one's own way. The hare ambled silently along the trail ahead of the skier, like a pathfinder. Vatanen sang to it.

w?a?nie reklamy s? najwi?ksz? przyczyn? porywania si? Finów na w?asne ?ycie. Czy warto ?y?, gdy nie ma si? za co kupi? tych wszystkich wspania?o?ci, jakie co chwila kto? im podtyka pod nos?

Felices los que mueren por dejallas, o los que viven sin amores dellas, o, por su dicha, llegan a enterrallas.

semejante a una droga tranquila.

Si no temo perder lo que poseo, ni deseo tener lo que no gozo, poco de la fortuna en mí el destrozo valdrá, cuando me elija actor o reo.   ...

tal vez la seguridad, de una existencia serena para el resto de sus años. Sin embargo, el sentimiento vuelve a estar

Es agradable ser feliz, pensó. Y saberlo mientras lo eres.

Qué culpa tengo yo? ?Ninguna, niña, ninguna. Todos los novios se pelean. Y la mitad del gusto de ser novios está en pelear para contentarse y volver a pelear para volver a contentarse. [...] Los casados pelean menos. Los que pelean son los que se quieren.

Todo ese esfuerzo, todo ese empeño, todo ese riesgo, para satisfacer un deseo tan mezquino. ?El tamaño de una satisfacción no lo puede medir sino el que la alcanza.

This is where I belong. This is what I have always dreamt of.

You would be surprised. There are people whose sense of identity at the end of life doesn't go beyond: I own this house; earn so much; have four children; drive this car; have so much in the bank and so on. Maybe such identity is not enough for you.

If an inexhaustible treasure were buried in the ground beneath a poor man's house, the man would not know of it, and the treasure would not speak and tell him "I am here!" Likewise a precious treasure is contained in each being's mind. This is its true state, which is free from defilement. Nothing is to be added and nothing to be removed. Nevertheless, since they do not realize this, sentient beings continuously undergo the manifold sufferings of deprivation.

I had closed my eyes and seen a place I hadn't known existed. There was no anger, no loneliness, no jagged icy fear gnawing at the wires of my body. For that one moment, the noise inside my head had turned still and silent. If hell was real and true and all around us, then heaven was too.

If I am happy at the joy of those who take delight, Then everyone should be a source of joy to me. When people take delight in others Why am I not happy at their pleasure? 97. The satisfaction that is mine From thinking, "I am being praised," Is unacceptable to common sense And nothing but the antics of a silly child. 98. Praise and compliments distract me, Sapping my revulsion with sa?s?ra. I start to envy others their good qualities And thus all excellence is ruined.

Living only for the moment, turning our full attention to the pleasures of the moon, the snow, the cherry blossoms and the maples, singing songs, drinking wine and diverting ourselves in just floating, floating; caring not a whit for the poverty staring us in the face, refusing to be disheartened, like a gourd floating along with the river current: this is what we call ukiyo.

One cannot both feast and become rich.

I have amazing people around me. I couldn't be in a better place. I'm grateful for my life and where I'm at. I never thought I could be in the position that I'm in.

All I want is a little more than I'll ever get.

All I want is a warm bed and a kind word and unlimited power.

He felt the room's walls solid around him. This house, his wife, his kids: that was what defined him. He sought no purchase on the world beyond these things.

The behavioral trait most frequently associated with the long-lived is placidity.

Staying true to what makes you happy, because that always ends up producing the best result.

My first interview was with eighty-eight-year-old folk artist Marcia Muth… 'Your life does change as you get older,' she told me. 'You get into what's important and what's not'.

Sometimes what matters more in a job is not how much you earn, rather what you can save and do with the little you earn." Ashu Shamy