Quotes About Gratitude

I used to trouble about what life was for. Now being alive seems sufficent reason.

The great open secret of gratitude is that it is not dependent on external circumstance. It's like a setting or channel that we can switch to at any moment, no matter what's going on around us. It helps us connect to our basic right to be here, like the breath does.

Being lucky, doesn't always make you happy, though, does it? Especially if people keep telling you how lucky you are, telling you to count your blessings.

Be anxious about nothing. Be prayerful about everything. Be thankful for all things.

I thought you were going to die. Marie saved your life, did he tell you that?" "Yeah," Horse said, closing his eyes again. Fuck, but he was tired. "Fuckin' pansy," Picnic said, and Horse heard him laugh, as if from a distance. "Damn woman had to protect him, lazy asshole wouldn't even get up off the ground. Dripping blood, making a mess…

Among equals gratitude is reciprocal; her gratitude to these Titans, who called themselves average and were unaware of their own tremendous strength in being able to live, only made her feel more lost, inept, and lonely than ever.

Life is what you celebrate. All of it. Even its end.

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well. VIRGINIA WOOLF, A ROOM OF ONE'S OWN

It never occurred to me before, but there could have easily been a world with no buses, no horns honking, no red lights, no shopping carts, no gum stick to the bottom of benches downtown. For that matter I guess there also could have been no sun, no trees, and no ocean. None of those things had to exist, I guess. It makes me feel lucky that they do.

I'm thinking of things I like about living more than I realized; insane things considering how trivial they are. I like Burger King fries. I like watching my dad listening to Hall & Oates. The smell of new tennis balls. I love this old collection of unicorn stickers I have in a cookie tin in my closet. Maybe this is life flashing before your eyes; maybe it's supposed to be mundane.

Always eat every meal as though it was your last.

You have to learn to love the small things in life, like a hot bath. You have to love the small things, when you have nothing else.

Strange, how the best moments of our lives we scarcely notice except in looking back.

It is easy to forget how much you have, when your eyes are always fixed on what you have not.

Hurray', shouted Glokta. 'Porridge again!'He looked over at the motionless Practical. 'Porridge and honey, better than money, everything's funny, with porridge and honey!

Death waits for us all. Nothing's forever. Life's about making the best of what you find along the way. A man who's not content with what he's got, well, more than likely he won't be content with what he hasn't.

If you can't find anything to complain about you aren't looking hard enough.

Savor the little moments, son, that's my advice. They're what life is. All the little things that happen while you're waiting for something else.

You get what you give, in the long run, and manners cost nothing.

Rejoice in what you have. Power, wealth, fame, they are ghosts! They are like the breeze, impossible to hold. There is no grand destination. Every path ends at the Last Door. Revel in the sparks one person strikes from another." She huddled into her cloak of rags. "They are the only light in the darkness of time.

He didn't know what he'd done to deserve her love, but he thanked the Lord he had it. Then again, when was love ever given because it was deserved? Respect and honor were earned. Awards were deserved. But love was a gift from one heart to another.

Don't waste your one beautiful life.

Don't waste your one beautiful life," Vivien said softly.

If my father hadn't come to America about 35 years ago, I'd be starving in Poland . . . I'd be sobbing in France . . . I'd be stealing in Greece . . . I'd be shivering in Belgrade . . . I'd be slaving in Frankfurt . . . I'd be hiding in Prague . . . I'd be buried in Russia. But here he was, alive and walking on his own two feet.