Quotes About Contentment

We are one, the house and I, and I am happy to be alone-- time to think, time to be. This kind of open-ended time is the only luxury that really counts and I feel stupendously rich to have it.

We need much less than we think we need.

Living well is an art that can be developed: a love of life and ability to take great pleasure from small offerings and assurance that the world owes you nothing and that every gift is exactly that, a gift.

There is a very fine line between loving life and being greedy for it.

Wouldn't take nothing for my journey now.

I find relief from the questions only when I concede that I am not obliged to know everything. I remind myself it is sufficient to know what I know, and that what I know, may not always be true.

I'm happy...I laugh as much as I can and cry when I have to, without apology. I think that's happy.

Stormy or sunny days, glorious or lonely nights, I maintain an attitude of gratitude. If i insist on being pessimistic, there is always tomorrow. Today I am blessed.

I want you to write down your blessings.

When old folks laugh, they consider the promise of dear painless death, and generously forgive life for happening to them.

I asked, Does she think she's liberated? Bailey said, as if he had always known it, Some folks say they want change. They just want exchange. They only want to have what the haves have, so they won't have it anymore....

Success is liking yourself, liking what you do and liking how you do it.

The resignation of its inhabitants encouraged me to relax. They showed me a contentment based on the belief that nothing more was coming to them, although a great deal more was due. Their decision to be satisfied with life's inequities was a lesson for me.

Your smile, delicate rumor of peace.

I hope you find what you're looking for," Micah said. "I've already stopped looking," Damon said quietly. "It's kind of hard to look for something you've stopped believing in.

Seeing you happy is the best gift I could ever ask for.

Can you be happy here, lass?" She smiled and turned her gaze to the beautiful land covered in green and budding flowers. "I am happy wherever you are, husband.

I would not ever have her feel as though I needed more than what she could give me.

She sat down on the bed next to Crispen, and he snuggled into the crook of her arm. "I'm getting you dirty," he whispered. "I don't care." "What are we going to do, Mairin?

That's all I need. You loving me. Nothing else matters.

You were perfect.

You'll always be home with me. And home for me is wherever you are. No matter where life takes us, as long as we're together, it's all I'll ever ask for.

By saying it aloud, he thought perhaps it might seem silly to him. That perhaps he'd been swept up in the moment with Genevieve and that maybe he wasn't quite to the point of love yet. But he was dead wrong. The words felt right on his lips. Saying them aloud only confirmed what his heart already knew. He was well and truly in love with the lass, and there was naught but contentment within him at the whole idea.

Have to say, this is the best Christmas ever, he sais softly. Wait, that´s my line, she protested. And how can yoy say that? I didn´t get you anything He shook his head solemnly. All I wanted is right here in my arms. You smiling and looking at me like I just handed you the world. There´ll never be a better present than that, baby.