Quotes About Gratitude

Not all who discharge their debts of gratitude should flatter themselves that they are grateful.

We seldom find people ungrateful so long as we are in a condition to render them service.

An extraordinary haste to discharge an obligation is a sort of ingratitude.

The gratitude of most men is only a secret desire to receive more favours.

As to the lawful pleasures of the mind, the heart, or the senses, indulge in them with gratitude and moderation, drawing up sometimes in order to punish yourself, without waiting to be forced to do so by necessity.

I work very hard, but when God opens that door for you - when life opens that door for you, I should say - I think it's important to be giving, to return the love back.

Happiness consists not in having much, but in being content with little.

Praise is the only gift for which people are really grateful.

Thank you," I whispered silently.

Well, for a considerable time after you were born, you had no such reason for rejoicing in your form. You were then a mere cabbage-insect, a hairy worm; and you were so poor that you could not afford even one robe to cover your nakedness; and your appearance was altogether disgusting. Everybody in those days hated the sight of you.

Day's weary toil is o'er; No worldly strife my heartfelt worship mars: Beneath the mystery of the silent stars, I tremble and adore.

When it turned out that he could, Karou dropped to her knees to genuflect. "Gods of math and physics," she intoned, "I accept your gift of this clever fair-haired boy

What filled her wasn't desire, but tenderness, and a profund gratitude that he lived, and she did, too. That he had found her, and that he had found her again. And... dear gods and stardust... yet again. Let that be the last time he ever needed to come looking for her.

EVERYTHING IS A MIRACLE. IT IS A MIRACLE THAT ONE DOES NOT MELT IN ONE'S BATH. —PICASSO

As to having a preference, that was new too. You take what you're given and you're grateful for it. Once that message is well and truly ingrained in you, it feels like vainglory to imagine one's own likes and dislikes could matter to other people.

And Lazlo was surprised by the strength of his gratitude—to be believed, even by a tomb raider from a family of assassins. Or perhaps especially by a tomb raider from a family of assassins.

It was a new idea for him, that happiness wasn't a mystical place to be reached or won—some bright terrain beyond the boundary of misery, a paradise waiting for them to find it—but something to carry doggedly with you through everything, as humble and ordinary as your gear and supplies.

He listened the way a cactus drinks rain—every word a precious drop in a world frugal with wonder.

It was a new idea for him, that happiness wasn't a mystical place to be reached or won—some bright terrain beyond the boundary of misery, a paradise waiting for them to find it—but something to carry doggedly with you through everything, as humble and ordinary as your gear and supplies. Food, weapons, happiness

He hoped at least that Lazlo saw how foolish it all was. Sarai wasn't like that. Lazlo was lucky. Well, Sarai was dead, so not lucky lucky.

There was a kind of euphoria, he had discovered, in nearly dying and then not.

Por cada minuto de rabia perdemos sesenta segundos de felicidad.

Yang kita dapat ketika kita menghirup udara adalah kasih sayang yang mahabesar dan yang tidak meminta kembali. Dan yang dapat ketika kita makan adalah jerih payah orang lain yang tidak kita kenal.

What fills us is real, sweet, dopey, funny life.