Quotes About Fulfillment

the measure of life is revealed in the quality of our relationships: with God, our families, our fellow men." - A Perfect Day by Richard Paul Evans

there is no joy without gratitude

Life is the soil, our choices and actions the sun and rain, but our dreams are the seeds.

I once heard it said that everyone needs love-and if they're denied, they'll find it, or a reasonable substitute somewhere.

For the first time I realized that gratitude and joy were connected, like conjoined twins. I couldn't be happy because I wasn't grateful and I wasn't grateful because I wasn't allowing myself to be. I was too busy hunting the next prize to appreciate the prize already at home. What I had was never enough, not because of the deficit in what I had but because of the deficit in me.

That which we expect of life is indeed all that it ever can be

Wasted dreams, I suppose." "I don't think there's such a thing," Justin said. "Dreams have value

Richard Paul Evans

Do we have dreams, or do dreams have us?

Without dreams, life is a desert.

I read.. because one life is not enough

There was a time in my life when I thought I had everything - millions of dollars, mansions, cars, nice clothes, beautiful women, and every other materialistic thing you can imagine. Now I struggle for peace.

Even when I was a little kid, I always said I would be in the movies one day, and damned if I didn't make it.

And there comes a time in your life when you realize that if you don't take the opportunity to be happy, you may never get another chance again.

Live desired in the world, and die lamented.

It should be enough. To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn't. It should be.

I had a dream about you. We were in the gold room where everyone finally gets what they want.

The heart is monologuing about hesitation and fulfillment while behind the red brocade the heart is drowning. Can the heart escape? Does love even care?

but where's the checkered flag we all expected, waving in the distance, telling you you're home again, home?

I want what everyone wants.

Let me do it right for once, for the record, let me make a thing of cream and stars that becomes, you know the story, simply heaven.

Forget about his insides, his plumbing and his furnaces, put a thing in his hand and be done with it. No one wants to know what's in his head. It should be enough. To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn't. It should be.

The interesting thing is: if you do it for love, the money comes anyway.

A healthy old fellow, who is not a fool, is the happiest creature living.