Quotes About Gratitude

Amor, piedad, gratitud a la vida, a los libros y al mundo me galvanizaban el nervio azul del alma. No era yo, sino el dios que estaba dentro de mí, un dios hecho pedazos de montaña, de bosques, de cielo y de recuerdo.

My father was a farmer and my mother was a farmer, but, my childhood was very good. I am very grateful for my childhood, because it was full of gladness and good humanity.

A leitura é prazer e alegria de estar vivo ou tristeza de estar vivo, e sobretudo é conhecimento de perguntas. [...] É necessário haver muitos livros, muitos pinheiros enfeitiçantes, para que velem de olhares avessos o livro que realmente importa, a porra da gruta da nossa desgraça, a flor mágica do inverno!

Praise is a substance.

Reed: "I owe you big-time, Ronnie." Ronnie: "You've been my best friend since kindergarten, Reed. I owe you big-time." That's the kind of friend she is.

You realize that however much you don't think about death - or think that's for other people - you're just an organism living from day to day. I'm just grateful I'm here.

Memorial Day this year is especially important as we are reminded almost daily of the great sacrifices that the men and women of the Armed Services make to defend our way of life.

As we look forward to freedom, the shining city on the hill and the best days of America lying ahead, it is the men and women in uniform who protect, defend and make us proud to whom we should look and give thanks every night.

I thought we had lost you. I thought we'd done something worse than let you die.' His old arms were tight and strong about me. I was kind to the old man. I did not tell him they had.

Sometimes thanking someone is more important to the person giving the thanks than the one who receives it.

You never miss the water until the well runs dry.

finally realizing that life was to be lived, rather than hoarded against an unseen tomorrow.

there was no point in sighing after what I could not have. It only distracted me from what I did have.

For a very brief period I was happy, and, an even rarer gift, I knew I was happy.

Stop defining yourself by what you can't do. Why don't you consider what you didn't lose?

Why do you chop your life into bits and give the bits names? Hours, days. It is like a rabbit. If I kill a rabit, I eat a rabbit. When you have a rabbit, you chop it up and call it bones and meat and fur and guts. And so you never have enough.

To Fitz and the Fool, my best friends for over twenty years

When you borrow trouble against what might be, you neglect the moment you have now to enjoy.

But there was no point in sighing after what I could not have. It only distracted me from what I did have, and that was more than I'd ever had in my life.

Forgiving the Day. Even the youngest child could do this; all it required was looking back over the day and dismissing the day's pains as a thing that were past while choosing to remember as gains lessons learned or moments of insight.

Oh, Traspié, Traspié, muchacho -dijo con la voz cargada de alivio-. Pensaba que te habíamos perdido. Pensaba que te habíamos hecho algo peor que dejarte morir. Sus viejos brazos eran fuertes, tensos, a mi alrededor. Fui considerado con el anciano. No le dije que era precisamente lo que habían hecho.

Deja de definirte por lo que no puedes hacer. ¿Por qué no piensas en lo que no has perdido?

Tomorrow owes you the sum of your yesterdays. No more than that." Amber looked out to sea again. "And no less. Sometimes folk wish tomorrow did not pay them off so completely.

Por un breve espacio de tiempo fui feliz y, don aún más preciado, supe que era feliz.