Quotes About Contentment

As there was no rational foundation for Frederick's complaints, and as he could not give evidence of any real misfortune, Martinon was unable to understand his lamentations about existence. As for him, he went every morning to the school, after that took a walk in the Luxembourg, in the evening swallowed his half-cup of coffee; and with fifteen hundred francs a year, and the love of this work-woman, he felt perfectly happy.

Happiness is a monstrosity! Punished are those who seek it.

Et Emma cherchait à savoir ce que l'on entendait au juste dans la vie par les mots de félicité, de passion et d'ivresse, qui lui avaient paru si beaux dans les livres.

I live absolutely like an oyster.

perdu dans un de ces bonheurs complets, n'appartenant sans doute qu'aux occupations médiocres qui amusent l'intelligence par des difficultés faciles, et l'assouvissent en une réalisation au delà de laquelle il n'y a pas à rêver.

Madame Bovary was nog nooit zo mooi geweest als nu; zij bezat de raadselachtige schoonheid die uit vreugde, geestdrift en succes voortspruit, een schoonheid die ontstaat wanneer de aard van het wezen harmonieert met de uiterlijke omstandigheden.

Dom zijn, egoïstisch en gezond, ziehier wat je nodig hebt om gelukkig te zijn. Maar als het eerste ontbreekt, dan is alles verloren.

Szeretett volna nem élni vagy mindig aludni.

A la fi, pensarien a situar-la: li trobarien algun xicot de posició assegurada; la faria feliç.

This man could teach you nothing; he knew nothing, he wished for nothing. He took it for granted that she was content; and she resented his settled calm, his serene dullness, the very happiness she herself brought to him.

Le parecía q algunos lugares en el mundo debían producir felicidad, como una planta propia de un suelo y q no prospera en otra parte, quien pudiera asomarse al balcón de los chalets suizos o encerrar sin tristeza en una casa de campo escocesa!

Cosa c'è di meglio, in realtà, che starsene la sera accanto al fuoco con un bel libro in mano, mentre il vento sbatte contro le persiane e arde il lume della lampada?

Emma se sentí satisfeta interiorment creient que havia assolit d'un sol cop aquell rar ideal propi de les existències pàl·lides al qual els cors mediocres no podran arribar mai.

Iat?, la urma urmei, singurul lucru bun în via??: iubirea.S? È›ii în braÈ›e o femeie îndr?git?.Asta e marginea fericirii omeneÈ™ti!

YaÅŸlanmak, size yaÅŸam katan, sizi seven, sizi okÅŸayan, size hoÅŸ sözler söyleyip kalbinizi ?s?tan ve sizi rahatlatan insanlarla güzeldir.

She had no gowns, no jewels, nothing. And she loved nothing but that. She felt made for that. She would have liked so much to please, to be envied, to be charming, to be sought after.

The secret self knows the anguish of our attachments and assures us that letting go of what we think we must have to be happy is the same as letting go of our unhappiness.

Umutsuzca mutlulu?u aramak, mutsuzlu?un devam?d?r.

Kimse parçalanmay? seçmez, mutluluk hakk?ndaki düÅŸünceleri paramparça olmad??? sürece.

If the only prayer you said was thank you, that would be enough. MEISTER ECKHART

In some way, you help me settle for what is . I come in the door in the evening and I think, I'm going to eat supper with someone who's going to make eating supper an occasion. And that's not a small matter.

Pleasures tasted sparingly and with difficulty have always a higher relish, whilst everything that is easy and common grows stale and insipid.

He explained that when he had gotten to Toledo, he had a meeting with himself. He said he realized he had become satisfied with being a starting pitcher in the big leagues, and with the money he was making.

Blowsily, frowsily, comfortably, toothlessly, Mrs Candleton was sleeping away the afternoon in her hair-curlers and her pinnafore.