Quotes About Gratitude

In a way, Emerson's list taught me something I hadn't anticipated. You didn't get everything in life. I'd always thought if you worked hard enough and tried to be your best self, the universe would listen. But it didn't always. As my grandfather used to say, God was not a grocer; you didn't hand him a list and have him go through it, checking off everything you'd asked for. You could be fulfilled just the same...and you were also allowed to be sad once in a while.

Sometimes you never know how much those little things matter.

Thank you," she whispered against his mouth. "Thank you for putting up with me." He kissed her again, then rested his forehead against hers. "You know how it is, Jess," he said, smiling. "Anything for you.

I just don't want you to look back on your life twenty years from now, Maggie, and see all the things you could have done," Mom says, blowing her nose again. "I think I'll look back and see all the things I did do, Mom," I say, a little starch creeping into my voice. "I'll see that I fed people and welcomed them, I helped them and kept them company... those are good things, Mom.

They'd cared for her, provided for her and loved her. If anything, the knowledge that she wasn't their flesh and blood made her love them all the more. They had chosen her,

When you're living with a ticking clock, you can't be a loser. You can't think about what you won't get to see, what you'll never have. Ain't no one got time for that.

That was all. It was enough

You saved me a long time ago" - Finn, Chosen

You saved me a long time ago

Stashia: I don't know what I'd do without you Finn: You'd probably have a broken leg

Once I see God, I'll never be hungry or thirsty or bored again, never wish or want again, never reach for something undefined again. I will have it all.

Sweat has the power to end a pity party in such a way that even the hostess is happy.

If you stopped yourself every single time you were about to say, "I have to" and changed it to "I get to," it might change your entire experience.

I write about the power of trying, because I want to be okay with failing. I write about generosity because I battle selfishness. I write about joy because I know sorrow. I write about faith because I almost lost mine, and I know what it is to be broken and in need of redemption. I write about gratitude because I am thankful - for all of it.

When we focus on our gratitude, the tide of disappointment goes out and the tide of love rushes in.

You have a child, so you know. You are my heart, baby girl. You are everything I did right. And I want you to know I would do it all again, every wonderful terrible second of it. I would do years and years of it again for one minute with you.

life—and love—can be gone any second. When you had it, you needed to hang on with all your strength and savor every second.

Here's what I want you to know: I loved my life. For so long I was waiting for it to start, waiting for more. It seemed like all I did was drive and shop and wait. But you know what? I didn't miss a thing with my family. Not a moment. I was there for all of it. That's what I'll remember, and they'll have each other.

They are heroes, our soldiers, the men and women who go into harm's way to protect us, our way of life. It doesn't matter what you think of the war, your have to be grateful to the warriors, of whom we ask so much. To whom we sometimes give too little.

My pilgrim's progress has been to climb down a thousand ladders until I could finally reach out a hand of friendship to the little clod of earth that I am.

Uno mira hacia atrás con agradecimiento a los maestros brillantes, pero con gratitud a aquellos que tocaron nuestros sentimientos humanos. El plan de estudios es tanto la materia prima necesaria, pero el calor es el elemento vital de la planta en crecimiento y para el alma del niño

The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.

I don't like to thank God: I like to wake in the morning, look at the sea and thank the wind, the waves, the sky, the fragrance of plants, the life that allows me to exist, the sun that rises.

Our moral values, our emotions, our loves are no less real for being part of nature, for being shared with the animal world, or for being determined by the evolution which our species has undergone over millions of years. Rather, they are more valuable as a result of this: they are real. They are the complex reality of which we are made. Our reality is tears and laughter, gratitude and altruism, loyalty and betrayal, the past which haunts us and serenity.