Quotes About Contentment

If it makes you happy, then why are you so sad?

Stillness A cock crows and someone Strums a koto. Nothing's wanting. In the midst of this stillness, I'm still. Could I catch it, I'd drop That butterfly into my mouth.

Life Infinite Beyond words, this no-thingness within, Which I've become. So to remain Only one thing's needed: Zen sitting. I think, breathe with my whole body - Marvellous. The joy's so pure, It's beyond lovemaking, anything. I can see, live anywhere, everywhere. I need nothing, not even life.

No woman is the perfect woman, Cara. She can only ever be the right woman.

I have never suffered greatly ... If you can reach fifty without a catastrophe, you've won. You've got away with it.

I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had.

Oh Constance, we are so happy.

I am home, she thought, and stopped in wonder at the thought. I am home, I am home, she thought; now to climb.

Slowly the pattern of our days grew, and shaped itself into a happy life.

I am caught in a kind of wonder, I am still with joy.

At that time, of course, Natalie reflected with contentment, her life would be done. There would be no further fears for Natalie, no possibility of walking wrong when you were no more than a skull in a strange man´s hands.

I am home, I am home, she thought; now to climb.

Eleanor waved back, sitting in joyful loneliness to finish her coffee while the gay stream tumbled along below her.

She meant to savor each turn of her traveling, loving the road and the trees and the houses and the small ugly towns, teasing herself with the notion that she might take it into her head to stop just anywhere and never leave again.

Abandoning a lifelong belief that to name happiness is to dissipate it, she smiled at herself in the mirror and told herself silently, You are happy, Eleanor, you have finally been given a part of your measure of happiness

How happy we all are, she thought, and how lucky that I came at last!

He congratulated himself and wished himself a year of bliss.

I have neither friends nor relatives, thank goodness. I'm as lonely as a stone.

If so, you're liable to ask, if there's no profit in geese, why bother? Here's my answer—what else do you want me to do after working with geese all these years?

How does the saying go? "Earning less and sleeping well is earning best.

Well, to quote my mother, a worm lies in horseradish and thinks there's nothing sweeter.

Nothing lasts forever. And no one is ever satisfied. We're tired of going from door to door for kvawdehz and nikelz. Better your own slice of bread than the next man's loaf.

Money," says my mother, "can buy everything but a fever.

When there's bread," says my mother, "don't hanker after sweets.