Quotes About Gratitude

On the whole, the happiest people seem to be those who have no particular cause for being happy except that they are so.

The happiest people seem to be Those who have no particular cause for being happy Except that they are so.

The greatest happiness you can have is knowing that you do not necessarily require happiness.

You must remember always to give, of everything you have. You must give foolishly even. You must be extravagant. You must give to all who come into your life. Then nothing and no one shall have power to cheat you of anything, for if you give to a thief, he cannot steal from you, and he himself is then no longer a thief. And the more you give, the more you will have to give.

What think you, if he were conveyed to bed, Wrapped in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers, A most delicious banquet by his bed, And brave attendants near him when he wakes, Would not the beggar then forget himself?

Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds.

I am a true laborer: I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness, glad of other men's good, content with my harm.

Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor.

A man that fortune's buffets and rewardsHast ta'en with equal thanks.

Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.

He is well paid that is well satisfied.

Down on your knees,And thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.

Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks.

I thank you for your voices, thank you,Your most sweet voices.

And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything.

For it so falls outThat what we have we prize not to the worthWhiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost,Why, then we rack the value, then we findThe virtue that possession would not show usWhiles it was ours.

Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.

Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,With what I most enjoy contented least;Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,Haply I think on thee.

My crown is in my heart, not on my head;Not deck'd with diamonds and Indian stones,Nor to be seen: my crown is call'd content;A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.

Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated.

A Daniel, still say I; a second Daniel!I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.

To purge melancholy.

Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.

He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen, Let him not know 't, and he's not robb'd at all.