Quotes About Gratitude

I'm very happy and satisfied at Liverpool. I feel valued and respected.

Whatever was given to me, I respected it, I valued it and I relished it and with me, the entire world relished it.

In the past there were people who were not rich but contented with their living style, laughing and happy all day. But when the new rich people appear, people look at them and ask, 'why don't I have a life like that too, a beautiful house, car and garden,' and they abandon their values.

We are beginning to see that money, after all, is not the main thing. The real values cannot be bought and sold.

I shoulda taken ya into town, Missie. Gave ya a chance to see the outside world again, to visit an' chat. I missed yer need, Missie, an'-an' ya never complain-jest let me go on, makin' dumb mistakes right an' left. A sorry-looking bunch of cowpokes, a work-crazy husband an' a baby who can't say more than 'goo' ain't much fer company. Yet ya never, never say a thing 'bout it. I love you, too, Missie-so very much.

We bowed our heads together, and I prayed and then Nimmie prayed. Hers was a beautiful, simple prayer, beginning in faith and repentance and ending with joy and praise.

Memories are beautiful things, Boy. When the person that ya loved is gone, when the happy time is over, then ya've still got yer memories. Thank God fear this special gift of His that let's ya sorta live yer experiences again and again. S'pose there ain't no price one would settle on fear the worth of memories

father again." She had more that she was going to

Belinda. "He is really proud of them.'' "Fresh strawberry shortcake it will be, then.

Treasure the moments, her heart whispered. If you don't learn to treasure the moments, you'll never be able to treasure the memories.

On the off-chance you won't live forever, maybe you should try being happy now.

Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. —Marcel Proust

reactive gratitude—an unconscious response that allows us to find redeeming value in the difficult event itself.

Researchers have found that people who write down three things they're grateful for every night (or even a few times a week) improve their well-being and lower their risk of depression.

The more hardship people have suffered, in my experience, the easier it is for them to be grateful for the little things—which, of course, are the things that, added up, comprise our whole

taking several short trips in a year is likely to give you more peak experiences—and grateful memories—than one long but unremarkable vacation.

Some gifts of friendship cannot be earned. They exist, beyond price, and we cannot hope to match up to them.

Without a yardstick sometimes the high points can be taken for granted.

No one would argue that we owe a debt of gratitude to the Goliath Corporation. They helped us to rebuild after the Second War and it should not be forgotten. Of late, however, it seems as though the Goliath Corporation is falling far short of its promises of fairness and altruism. We are finding ourselves now in the unfortunate position of continuing to pay back a debt that has long since been paid--with interest...

If you want your fridge-freezer and your car and a nice house and asphalt on the roads and a health service, then thank the weapons business. Thank the war economy that drives us to this.

Thursday, you mean everything to me. Not just because you're cute, smart, funny and have a devastatingly good figure and boobs to die for, but that you do right for right's sake - it's what you are and what you do. Even if I never get my magnum opus published, I will still die secure in the knowledge that my time on this planet was well-spent - giving support, love and security to someone who actually makes a difference .

We remember David and Catriona Balfour as friends, colleagues, worthy members of our calling, protagonists in Kidnapped and Catriona and for all the booksploring they did— especially finding a way into Barchester, for which we will always be grateful.

At Rainy Creek Gardens she had finally begun to realize that, no matter your age, when you looked back it always seemed that your life had passed in the blink of an eye. The past could not be changed and the future was unknowable. The residents of Rainy Creek Gardens were teaching her that the real trick to a good life was to learn to live in the present.

He wondered if he would ever get to the point where he would take such concern on his behalf for granted. He doubted it. When you had spent most of your life looking for something, you weren't likely to treat it casually when you finally stumbled into it.