Quotes About Gratitude

I existed until I met you. Now I'm alive.

Being a mother is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me in my life.

My favorite meal is turkey and mashed potatoes. I love Thanksgiving, it's just my favorite. I can have Thanksgiving all year round.

I'm learning to cling tightly to the love we're granted. Whether you have one year or a lifetime, don't forget that love is a gift. A gift to be appreciated and nurtured—for better or worse.

I am beautiful as I am. I am the shape that was gifted. My breasts are no longer perky and upright like when I was a teenager. My hips are wider than that of a fashion model's. For this I am glad, for these are the signs of a life lived.

People ate everyday, and often times they didn't pause when standing in the fresh produce section of the grocery store to realize the magnitude of God's earth that feeds them.

Walking in a forest between two hedges of ferns transfigured by autumn--that is a triumph. What are ovations and applause beside it?

Sometimes you only get one good minute a day," I said. "You just have to make the most of it.

I will always have enough. I will always be enough.

I was ungrateful to Providence by not being happy; and, yet, does happiness always result from the gifts of intelligence? I tend to believe the contrary: one must pay for the gift of knowledge by wishing not to know...

Before long, he caught a hold of himself and concluded that nothing ever did happen again; to each was given days and chances which wouldn't come back around. And wasn't it sweet to be where you were and let it remind you of the past for once, despite the upset, instead of always looking on into the mechanics of the days and the trouble ahead, which might never come.

He thought of Mrs Wilson, of her daily kindnesses, of how she had corrected and encouraged him, of the small things she had said and done and had refused to do and say and what she must have known, the things which, when added up, amounted to a life.

We were so glad to be away from the house. On the way home we stopped and had a sandwich at Bernice's restaurant and she insisted we stay overnight the rest of the week with her. Gratefully, we accepted. We only went back to the house to feed the dogs.

Henry James once defined life as that predicament which precedes death, and certainly nobody owes you a debt of honor or gratitude for getting him into that predicament. But a child does owe his father a debt, if Dad, having gotten him into this peck of trouble, takes off his coat and buckles down to the job of showing his son how best to crash through it.

Your book, ' The Tyranny of God ,' is well done. It is a very clear statement of the question, bold and true beyond dispute. I am glad that you wrote it. It is as plain as the multiplication table, which doesn't mean that everyone will believe it. I thank you for writing it. I wish I were the author. { Preface to 'The Tyranny of God by Joseph Lewis }

For today and its blessings, I owe the world an attitude of gratitude.

I must not forget, I thought, that I have been happy, that I am being happier than one can be. But I forgot, I've always forgotten.

One way of getting is not looking, one way of having is not asking...

At the bottom of everything there is the hallelujah.

It isn't for us that cows' milk comes forth, but we drink it. Flowers weren't made for us to look at or for us to smell, and we look at them and smell them. The Milky Way doesn't exist for us to know if its existence, but we know.

So i dedicate this thing here to old Schu­mann and his sweet Clara who today alas are bones. I dedicate it to the very crimson color scarlet like my blood of a man in his prime and so I dedicate it to my blood. I dedicate it above all to the gnomes, dwarfs, sylphs, and nymphs who inhabit my life. I dedicate it to the memory of my former poverty, when everything was more sober and dignified and I had never eaten lobster.

É preciso que eu não esqueça. pensei, que fui feliz, que estou feliz mais do que se pode ser. Mas esqueci, sempre esqueci.

El mar es mío, el sol es mío, la tierra es mía. Y me siento feliz por nada, por todo.

Pido humildemente permiso para existir, imploro humildemente una alegría, una acción de gracias, pido que me permitan vivir con menos sufrimiento, pido para no ser tan puesta a prueba por las experiencias ásperas, pido a hombres y mujeres que me consideren un ser humano digno de algún amor y algún respeto. Pido la bendición de la vida.