Quotes About Gratitude

I say to you what I always say when things cannot be altered: count your blessingss.

Live every day to its fullest, and do not be a slave to your hopes for the future. If you do not learn to enjoy today you will not enjoy the future no matter what it may bring.

If you are ill, remember when you were not. Search your life for proofs of your health.

However much these acres looked like a gift of nature, or of God, they were not. We went to church to pay our respects, not to give thanks.

Holiday Association.

We're lucky we don't have to share. Lots of people have to—you told me so yourself." "Share?" Gittel had looked appalled. Chaim remembered the face she'd made at the time, adding, "Papa, we have so little, how could we possibly share?" He'd looked at her, shook his head. "Many people have far less, and that you must never forget.

from Taking Your Clothes to the Salvation Army: Okay, so strangers will be grateful for this, will wear the socks to keep their feet warm, blow their noses in your handkerchiefs, pull up the shorts, tuck in the size large shirts (too small for our boys, too big for our daughter), and bits of you will be out there, engaging in a life you no longer have.

Lady Catherine quoting Lizzie Bennet: She had the impudence to reply that, whilst these would be heavy misfortunes, your wife must have such extraordinary sources of happiness necessarily attached to her situation, that she could, upon the whole, have no cause to repine.

Jesus, Morelli, you sound like you have PMS. You have to learn to lighten up a little. It's just a car alarm. You should be thanking me. I had it installed with my own money.

Ranger appeared in the bathroom doorway and I was too relieved to be embarrassed. I appreciate you coming out in the middle of the night, I said. Ranger smiled. I didn't want to miss seeing you chained up naked.

Thank God for small favors.

Okay," she said. "I'll go with him, but you owe me. I want one of them five-gallon jugs of rice pudding when I come

I owe you." "We could use a baby-sitter next Friday." "I don't owe you that much.

He rushed to the dish, crammed everything into his cheeks, and rushed back to his soup can, where he hunkered in butt side out, vibrating with happiness and good fortune. That's the neat part about a hamster. It doesn't take much to make a hamster happy.

Whose birthday?" I asked. "No one's," Connie said. "We're celebrating that you're not dead.

Maybe that's why God gave us death. So, we remember to love what's alive.

You have a lot of nerve pulling the gratitude card on me after all I've done for you." "You got me drunk, kidnapped, and almost blown up!" "And you want more?

When you started thinking it was easy, you were forgetting what it cost.

You paid for every second of beauty you managed to steal.

Don't tell me how you hate your new foster home. If they're not beating you, consider yourself lucky.

Amelia liked me. She had me sit next to her and finish the food on her plate when she was done eating.

What can I say about life? Do I praise it for letting you live or damn it for allowing the rest? Have you heard of the Stockholm Syndrome? Hostages begin taking the side of their captors, in their gratitude not to have been killed outright. Let us not thank some hypothetical God. Instead, rest and gain strength for the new campaign... [p. 105].

Your cards have made us smile! Thanks for sharing them with us, if only for a while.

Part of learning to count my blessings is accepting that many of them I would not have chosen if