Quotes About Gratitude

Happiness is making the most of what you have, and riches is making the most of what you've got.

you've got enough

Please, Amanda," he said softly, still holding her hand. "I've never had many friends. And I've never had one as nice as you. I'd be hurt if you didn't take it. You'd be denyin' me a lot of pleasure, 'cause I know you'll like it, and that would please me greatly. You said you owed me for watchin' out for you. So please take the gift for me." She

Once a year, take her somewhere she's never been. Once a month, do something new that melts her in the sack. Once a week, stop everything and just listen to her. Once a day, catch her doing one thing you love. Once an hour, kiss her on the mouth. And every minute of every day, be grateful that you got her.

Something I owe to the soil that grew— More to the life that fed— But most to Allah who gave me two Separate sides to my head.

If I can attain Heaven for a pice, why should you be envious?

when he is far away, and we and our children must run when the grass is set alight. Indeed, we are very grateful to Shere Khan! Shall I tell him of your gratitude? said Tabaqui. Out! snapped Father Wolf. Out and hunt with thy master. Thou hast done harm enough for one night. I go, said Tabaqui quietly. Ye can hear Shere Khan below in the thickets. I might have saved myself the message. Father Wolf listened, and below in the valley that ran down to a little

But no sooner had he walked to the city wall than the monkeys pulled him back, telling him that he did not know how happy he was, and pinching him to make him grateful.

How do you stay cheerful?' I said. 'I don't mind being alive,' he said.

That trains mostly stay on rails, that the streets are mostly peaceful, that the square continues green and quiet below my window is more than I have any right to expect, and it happens every day.

Thank You, Lord, for all that is new this day — including all my fresh opportunities for loving You, obeying You, enjoying You. Open my eyes to see these things. Help me grasp how I can make the most of them.

Today is a day of opportunity. Whatever our lot, today we have the greatest freedom possible — the freedom to choose our attitude. We make or break our today by the attitudes we choose. Whatever our situation, we can choose the climate of our heart. We can choose the garment of praise.

Lord, my deep joy is not in what I am — or used to be — as a mere human being. Instead, "all my springs of joy are in You" (Psalm 87:7, NASB). I

The only time they ever throw anything away is when it's really and truly broken, and then they make a big deal about it. They save up all their bent pins and broken sewing needles and once a year they do a whole memorial service for them, chanting and then sticking them into a block of tofu so they will have a nice soft place to rest. Jiko says that everything has a spirit, even if it is old and useless, and we must console and honor the things that have served us well.

There's nothing like realizing that you don't have much time left to stimulate your appreciation for the moments of your life.

when you hang out with people who are always being supergrateful and appreciating things and saying thank you, in the end it kind of rubs off, and one day after I'd flushed, I turned to the toilet and said, Thanks, toilet, and it felt pretty natural.

I am more grateful now than ever for the way you raised us, teaching us the value of kindness, of education, of independent thinking and liberal ideals, in the face of the fascism that is sweeping our country.

I have been caused to live by the deep conditions of the universe to which I am humbly and deeply grateful.

So thank you for noticing, and thank you, too, for what you said just now: I knew you were mine. These are words every book wants to hear, and they sent a tremor of delight down our spine.

Jiko says that everything has a spirit, even if it is old and useless, and we must console and honor the things that have served us well

I don't know any prayers, so I just make them go round and round and say blessings in my head for all the things and people I love, and when I run out of things I love, I move on to the things I don't hate too much, and sometimes I even discover that I can love the things I think I hate.

And yet, at night I lie on my bed, counting my beads, one for every thing on earth I love, on and on, in a circle without end.

I got back into the car thinking how lucky I was to be aware of happiness. Most people don't recognize their own good fortune until it has departed. And then it is too late." "What about Remy? What

the secret to life is finding joy in ordinary things.