Quotes About Gratitude

'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free. 'Tis a gift to come round to where we ought to be. And when we find a place that feels just right, We will be in the valley of love and delight.

Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!

Blessed is he who expects no gratitude, for he shall not be disappointed.

He who complains, sins.

Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.

When a man tells me he's run out of steam in the sex department, I'll tell him, 'Count your blessings; you've escaped from the clutches of a cruel tyrant. Enjoy!'

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.

Whatever is well said by another, is mine.

Get down on your knees and thank God you are on your feet.

I never went to bed in my life and I never ate a meal in my life without saying a prayer. I know my prayers have been answered thousands of times, and I know that I never said a prayer in my life without something good coming of it.

A successful man is he who receives a great deal from his fellow men, usually incomparably more than corresponds to his service to them. The value of a man, however, should be seen in what he gives, and not in what he is able to receive.

It's not that I'm not grateful for all this attention. It's just that fame and fortune ought to add up to more than fame and fortune.

Success to me is having ten honeydew melons and eating only the top half of each one.

I want to thank everybody who made this day necessary.

I really don't deserve this, but I have arthritis and I don't deserve that either.

I feel a very unusual sensation - if it is not indigestion, I think it must be gratitude.

I'd like to thank the committee that brought this event about. It was an equal endeavor. They did the food, decorations, and reservations, and I did the traffic flow.

I thank you for not snoring.

O give thanks unto the Lord, for he is good: for his mercy endureth forever.

Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks.

Heap high the board with plenteous cheer, and gather to the feast, And toast the sturdy Pilgrim band whose courage never ceased. Give praise to that All-Gracious One by whom their steps were led, And thanks unto the harvest's Lord who sends our "daily bread."

Cease to inquire what the future has in store, and take as a gift whatever the day brings forth.

The past should be culled like a box of fresh strawberries, rinsed of debris, sweetened judiciously and served in small portions, not very often.

Here's to the past. Thank God it's past!