Quotes About Gratitude

Big events in life are hard to miss... So take advantage of the little ones no matter how small, because they're the ones that make up most of our lives.

Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, but the realization of how much you already have.

Do something today that your future self will thank you for.

Some people get angry because God put thorns on roses, while others praise him for putting roses among thorns.

There are no thanks for a kindness, which has been delayed.

Chamdi is always uncomfortable when he asks for something. Each morning, all the children collect in this prayer room and, instead of praying, they close their eyes and make demands. Chamdi does not feel this is real prayer. To him, real prayer means sending a bright thought, like "Thank you" or "I love you", too heaven. That is prayer. The moment you ask for something, the prayer room becomes a marketplace.

Turn each and every dark tear into a pearl of wisdom, and find the blessing in every curse.

The British are special. The world knows it. In our innermost thoughts we know it. This is the greatest nation on earth. So it has been an honour to serve it. I give my thanks to you, the British people, for the times that I have succeeded, and my apologies to you for the times I have fallen short. But good luck.

This truth I firmly hold, all evidence to the contrary notwithstanding; my life has been a gift, a blessing to the world.

You want to hope for something better than what you have right now, don't you? Otherwise you wouldn't be hoping. But then, you forget that you have it all right now anyway, and you don't know it. Why not concentrate on the now instead of hoping for better times in the future? Why not understand the now instead of forgetting it and hoping for the future? Isn't the future just another trap?

Life is a banquet. And the tragedy is that most people are starving to death.

Repentance brings an intense desire for God, deep gratitude, and a growth in self-awareness that increases our freedom to love.

You want the little things that society has falsely taught you are essential for happiness. You want that.

To acquire happiness you don't have to do anything, because happiness cannot be acquired. Does anybody know why? Because we have it already.

O HAPPY FAULT! The Jewish mystic Baal Shem had a curious way of praying to God. "Remember, Lord," he would say, "you need me just as much as I need you. If you did not exist, whom would I pray to? If I did not exist, who would do the praying?" It brought me joy to think that if I had not sinned God would have had no occasion to be forgiving.

Bi?t bao ng??i Ä'ã b? c? ??i không ph?i ?? ?n thá»±c ph?m mà là ?n thá»±c Ä'Æ¡n! Má»™t thá»±c Ä'Æ¡n ch? là sá»± ch? d?n v? má»™t cái gì Ä'ang có s?n. B?n hãy ?n cho ???c món bít t?t, ??ng ?n má»› danh t?.

Could you give me the inner richness that makes it possible for you to so easily give away this thing that would have made you the richest man in the world?

A good journal entry- like a good song, or sketch, or photograph- ought to break up the habitual and life away the film that forms over the eye, the finger, the tongue, the heart. A good journal entry ought to be a love letter to the world.

I used to think...that I had to be careful with how much I lived. As if life was a pocketful of coins. You only got so much and you didn't want to spend it all in one place...But now I know that life is the one thing in the world that never runs out. I might run out of mine, and you might run out of yours, but the world will never run out of life. And we're all very lucky to be part of something like that.

I'm thankful that everything sweet is sweet because it is finite.

Marie-Laure can hear a can opening, juice slopping into a bowl. Seconds later, she's eating wedges of wet sunlight.

Behind her leg a shy little girl - Grace - smiling up. "Dad?" It was a kind hope. But his dreams spoke to none of that: when he slept he dreamt of darkness, or of people he did not recognize, or of water closing slowly, almost gratefully, over his head.

In a child's cursive, beneath the crossed-out lines, Aethon's new line is handwritten in the margin, "The world as it is is enough.

It has taken him his whole life to accept himself, and he is surprised to understand that now that he can, he does not long for one more year, one more month: eighty-six years has been enough.