Quotes About Gratitude

If God never did anything else for you, he would still deserve your continual praise for the rest of your life because of what Jesus did for you on the cross. God's Son died for you! This is the greatest reason for worship.

it's easy to forget that the pursuit of happiness is not what life is about.

Stand up for 1 to 2 minutes, and thank God for the many blessings in your day and life. (Chapter 6 will inspire you even more with the power of gratitude for your mental health.) Stretch your shoulders and arms, but close your eyes to worship God in silence. Squat up and down 5 to 10 times while thinking about how you are becoming Daniel Strong. With each repetition, thank God for a strong, healthy body and the ability to move.

Si no sabes cómo ser feliz con lo que tienes, nunca serás feliz con más.

He didn't make plans himself any more. There was now and it was followed by another now. If you were lucky.

and no man gave you a fur coat without expecting to receive something in return. Except for one's husband, of course, who expected nothing beyond modest gratitude.

I have been transcribing those poems and considering how lucky we are to live longer than flowers, even if not much happens to us.

One misses the sun on a cloudy day without having thought much about the sun when it was shining.

She liked money as well as most women, and accepted it with no little satisfaction.

Thank God for my hobgoblin, small-minded consistency...

My mother was a cook of the plain, simple, homey variety, which was perfect for our undeveloped palates. She wasn't a puritan or a health nut, but she greatly cared what we ate and took pains to serve us good meals every night. Sometimes, when she dished up one of her typical home-cooked dinners, and we told her how good it was and asked for seconds, she would say half joking, "Aw, it's nothing but a blue plate special!

We appreciate the complicated and wonderful gifts you give us in each other. And we appreciate the task you put down before us, of loving each other the best we can, even as you love us.

But let's not speak of what might have been. Let us speak instead of what is. You are whole.

Dear God, thank you for warm summer nights and candlelight and good food. But thank you most of all for friends. We appreciate the complicated and wonderful gifts you give us in each other. And we appreciate the task you put down before us, of loving each other the best we can, even as you love us. We pray in Christ's name, Amen.

We forget that the simple gesture of putting a book in someone's hands can change a life. I want to remind you that it can. I want to thank you because it did. - 2010 Indies Choice Award

Kate DiCamillo

There ain't no way you can hold on to something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.

I have a deep gratitude that Ida B exists.

How much could a heart hold? ... The goat was in his heart, too. Seemingly, the heart could hold an untold amount of things--letters and people and goats and bees. Seemingly, there was no limit to what it could contain.

Mon Dieu, look, look, says Antoinette. He lives. He lives! And he seems such the happy mouse. Forgiven, whispers Lester. Cripes, says Furlough, unbelievable. Just so, says the threadmaster, Hovis, smiling. Just so. And, reader, it is just so. Isn't it?

There ain't no way you can hold on to something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.

what Raymie thought as they rose to the surface together was that it was the easiest thing in the world to save somebody. For the first time, she understood Florence Nightingale and her lantern and the bright and shining path... For just a minute, she understood everything in the whole world.

In my dream, you are standing in front of the vending machine from the Good Night, Sleep Tight, and you are smiling at me, using all of your teeth. You say, Select anything you want', darling. Provisions have been made. Provisions have been made. I am so happy when you show up in my dream and say those words to me.

As they made their way back to shore, Edward felt the sun on his face and the wind blowing through the little bit of fur left on his ears, and something filled his chest, a wonderful feeling. He was glad to be alive.