Quotes About Gratitude

Il y avait des hommes si ambitieux qu'ils auraient torché les chefs, pour les entendre seulement dire merci.

The curtain fell on an apotheosis, wherein the cuckolds' chorus knelt and sang a hymn of gratitude to Venus, who stood there with smiling lips, her stature enhanced by her sovereign nudity.

Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.

And believe that your kindness has made me love you deeper than if I deserved your love...

Nature est un problème inexplicable; elle existe sur un principe de destruction. Chaque être doit être l'instrument infatigable de la mort d'autrui, ou lui-même doit cesser de vivre, mais néanmoins nous célébrons le jour de notre naissance, et nous louons Dieu pour avoir saisi un tel monde.

I tell you I have nearly attained my heaven; and that of others is altogether undervalued and uncoveted by me.'' Heathcliff

And yet a little longer speak, Calm this resentful mood; And while the savage heart grows meek, For other token do not seek, But let the tear upon my cheek Evince my gratitude!

You will forgive me, for I never visit. I am from the fields, you know, and while quite at home with the Dandelion, make but sorry figure in a Drawing -- room -- Did you ask me out with a bunch of Daisies, I should thank you, and accept --

XXXVII. If I shouldn't be alive When the robins come, Give the one in red cravat A memorial crumb. If I couldn't thank you, Being just asleep, You will know I'm trying With my granite lip!

And so, upon this wise I prayed, — Great Spirit, give to me A heaven not so large as yours, But large enough for me.

The Sunrise—Sire—compelleth Me— Because He's Sunrise—and I see— Therefore—Then— I love Thee—

It's all I have to bring today It's all I have to bring today— This, and my heart beside— This, and my heart, and all the fields— And all the meadows wide— Be sure you count—should I forget Some one the sum could tell— This, and my heart, and all the Bees Which in the Clover dwell.

Instead of relief or gratitude, more guilt washes over me. Andy's certainly not faultless - no one ever is in a marriage

I'm glad you were both here, I finally manage, thinking how strange it is to be standing with the two people who made you, something most kids take for granted every day of their lives.

I smile at my husband's unwavering thoughtfulness. Sometimes he really does seem too good to be true.

life is less about overcoming adversity and more about the power of gratitude.

It occurs to me that as different as we are in our behavior and decisions, our most basic, knee-jerk emotional reactions to really big things are often remarkably similar. And it is in these moments that I am most grateful for my sister.

I think about the thin, fragile line separating all of us from misfortune, almost as a way of putting a few coins in my own gratitude meter, of safeguarding against and after happening to me.

Look on the bright side. Be grateful for what you have. Count your blessings. Optimism is the foundation of courage.

I trudged down Golden Road in the dark, slipping leaflets under doors, still furious and embarrassed. The gang had felt sorry for me for having to go home. Sunny's mother after all, had laughed and simply asked her daughter if she had a jacket! I felt like such an overprotected dork. Still, I had to admit I was tired. My knees were shaking with weariness. By the time I finally reached Golden Pines, I'd almost started to be grateful to Mom for being such a worrywart.

real loneliness is having no one to miss. Think yourself lucky you've known something worth missing.

People have no idea of the things that don't happen to them—the lives they're not living, the deaths stalking them—and thank Christ for that. Hard enough to get through each day without glimpsing all the hovering possibilities, like insects thickening the air.

It was like wanting ice cream instead of meat loaf, and being told that children in refugee camps would be grateful for the meat loaf. Yes, of course she had nothing to complain about, compared to so many people, but when had that ever stopped anyone from complaining? Happiness was a balloon that always hovered just out of arm's reach.

You and I are lucky, Nurse Power. I frowned. Lucky? To be alive and well, you mean? To be here, in the middle of this. We'll never learn more or faster.