Quotes About Gratitude

Silent gratitude isn't much use to anyone.

One single grateful thought raised to heaven is the most perfect prayer.

I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.

When it comes to life the critical thing is whether you take things for granted or take them with gratitude.

You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink.

When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?

Remember you come here having already understood the necessity of struggling with yourself — only with yourself. Therefore thank everyone who gives you the opportunity.

Om jag finge dö vid ett öppet fönster en dag som den här. Fåglar i trädgården, porlande vatten och nån att lita på bredvid mig... Fåglarna och det andra kan man väl få... men vem skulle jag... ät lite tårta nu.

Only when you accept that one day you'll die can you let go, and make the best out of life. And that's the big secret. That's the miracle.

Presents don't really mean much to me. I don't want to sound mawkish, but - it was the realization that I have a great many people in my life who really love me, and who I really love.

We hear all around us to love ourselves, and one of the ways we can do that is to eat food that serves our body, but also for us to love the food we're eating.

Why do you keep coming?" she asked. "Because," he said. Click on this word , he thought, and you will find links to everything it means. Because you are my oldest friend. Because, once, when I was at my lowest, you saved me. Because I might have died without you or ended up in a children's psychiatric hospital. Because I owe you. Because, selfishly, I see a future where we make fantastic games together, if you can manage to get out of bed . "Because," he repeated.

A life isn't measured in hours or minutes. Its the quality not the length. All things considered I've been luckier than most. Almost sixteen years on Earth, and I've already had eight good ones here. I expect to have eight more before all's good said and done. Nearly thirty-two years total, and that's not too shabby

Samson, you are a lucky boy,' Don Hyun said to Sam in a perfectly clear voice. 'You have had tragedy, yes, but you have had many good friends as well.

It is lucky, she thinks, that we don't feel all the love inside us every moment.

Once I surrendered to it, all I tasted was the sweetness.

It was only when he was alone and he couldn't participate in the business of living that he tended to notice how lovely being alive was.

Sam used to say that Marx was the most fortunate person he had ever met—he was lucky with lovers, in business, in looks, in life. But the longer Sadie knew Marx, the more she thought Sam hadn't truly understood the nature of Marx's good fortune. Marx was fortunate because he saw everything as if it were a fortuitous bounty.

It is not possible to receive charity from a friend.

Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow is a novel about work, and I would be remiss if I did not thank my colleagues, whose ideas, skills, questions, observations, provocations, encouragements, witticisms, letters, phone calls, Zooms, texts, PowerPoint presentations, and occasional course corrections have improved this book enormously.

Click on this word, he thought, and you will find links to everything it means. Because you are my oldest friend. Because once, when I was at my lowest, you saved me. Because I might have died without you or ended up in a children's psychiatric hospital. Because I owe you. Because, selfishly, I see a future where we make fantastic games together, if you can manage to get out of bed.

The real gift of the holiday season, A.J. thinks, is that it ends.

And then, despite the fact that A.J. does not believe in God, he closes his eyes and thanks whomever, the higher power, with all his porcupine heart.

An e-reader! I've wanted one for a really long time." She shoots a quick look over to her father. He nods, though his eyebrow is twitching slightly. "Thanks, Nana." Maya kisses her grandmother on the cheek.