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Quotes About Gratitude

Need and desire have no connection," I said. "Many people desire things they do not need. Happiness can be measured by what one does not need, but often to see is to want.
~ Louis L'Amour
Happiness can be measured by what one does not need, but often to see is to want.
~ Louis L'Amour
When I turned the corner, I saw Toni waving at me from the elevator. I think I've already told you how it made me feel to see her smile and wave at me. You can have your sunsets and waterfalls. If a piano were to suddenly fall on my head, that's the image I'd want forever engraved in my mind. —Alton Richard
~ Louis Sachar
No one's ever brought me flowers before," said Mr. Kidswatter. "You may not believe this, Louis, but I don't have many friends." He put his hand on Louis's shoulder. "You're like a son to me," he said. "And you're a maggot-infested string bean," muttered Louis. "What?" asked Mr. K. "I said, you're a magnificent human being.
~ Louis Sachar
You will earn the respect of the others by doing your job without grumbling. No it's-not-fair's. No I-don't-belong-here's. But don't go overboard the other way, either. You don't want to wake up every morning singing "Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah.
~ Louis Sachar
Love is different from most things...when I give my love to someone, I end up with more love than I started with. The more love you give away, the more you have left.
~ Louis Sachar
Dameon. "You are the greatest!" He ate Joy's lunch, an old bologna sandwich and a dried-up carrot.
~ Louis Sachar
Love is different from most things. [...] If I gave my piece of chalk to someone, then I wouldn't have it anymore. But when I give my love to someone, I end up with more love than I started with. The more love you give away, the more love you have left.
~ Louis Sachar
I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands. They're not empty now.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Laurie, you're an angel! How shall I ever thank you? Fly at me again. I rather liked it, said Laurie, looking mischievous, a thing he had not done for a fortnight.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Jo's eyes sparkled, for it's always pleasant to be believed in; and a friend's praise is always sweeter than a dozen newspaper puffs.
~ Louisa May Alcott
When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least…
~ Louisa May Alcott
It's amazing how lovely common things become, if one only knows how to look at them.
~ Louisa May Alcott
One of the sweet things about pain and sorrow is that they show us how well we are loved, how much kindness there is in the world, and how easily we can make others happy in the same way when they need help and sympathy.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Beth ceased to fear him from that moment, and sat there talking to him as cozily as if she had known him all her life, for love casts out fear, and gratitude can conquer pride.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Dan clung to her in speechless gratitude, feeling the blessedness of mother love, — that divine gift which comforts, purifies, and strengthens all who seek it.
~ Louisa May Alcott
El amor expulsa al miedo y la gratitud doblega al orgullo.
~ Louisa May Alcott
We live in a beautiful and wonderful world, Demi, and the more you now about it the wiser and the better you will be.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Poor Meg seldom complained, but a sense of injustice made her feel bitter toward everyone sometimes, for she had not yet learned to know how rich she was in the blessings which alone can make life happy.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Don't be sorry, I won't let it hurt me. I'll forget all the bad and remember only the good, for I did enjoy a great deal.
~ Louisa May Alcott
Well, I am happy, and I won't fret, but it does seem as if the more one gets the more one wants, doesn't it?
~ Louisa May Alcott
Tired of my own company, I suppose, now I've seen so much better.
~ Louisa May Alcott
We've got Father and Mother, and each other, said Beth contentedly from her corner.
~ Louisa May Alcott
We thought to weep, but sing for joy instead, Full of the grateful peace That follows her release; For nothing but the weary dust lies dead.
~ Louisa May Alcott