Quotes About Gratitude

She said being able to give life was not something anyone should take for granted.

Thank in your heart the brave soul who carries this letter away from me and on its way to you.

She stands alone in Madame Manec's room and smells peppermint, candle wax, six decades of loyalty. Housemaid, nurse, mother, confederate, counselor, chef—what ten thousand things was Madame Manec to Etienne?

You always think the barley is more plentiful in another man's field, but it's no better out there, Aethon, I promise you," said the crone. "Bandits wait around every corner to bash your skull and ghouls lurk in the shadows, hoping to drink your blood. Here you have cheese, wine, your friends, and your flock. What you already have is better than what you so desperately seek.

Every second of every day has its own magic. - Pg. 163-4

Bandits wait around every corner to bash your skull and ghouls lurk in the shadows, hoping to drink your blood. Here you have cheese, wine, your friends, and your flock. What you already have is better than what you so desperately seek." But as a bee hurries to and fro, visiting every flower without pause, so my restlessness…

A veces me descubro mirándolo y me olvido completamente de mis obligaciones. Es lo bastante grande como para contener en su interior todas las cosas que un hombre puede sentir a lo largo de toda una vida.

Etienne," Marie-Laure whispers, "are you ever sorry that we came here? That I got dropped in your lap and you and Madame Manec had to look after me? Did you ever feel like I brought a curse into your life?" "Marie-Laure," he says without hesitation. He squeezes her hand with both of his. "You are the best thing that has ever come into my life.

What you already have is better than what you so desperately seek.

Who among us, in our lowest hour, can expect to be saved? Have you loved your life? Have you cherished each miraculous breath?

A good journal entry—like a good song, or sketch, or photograph—ought to break up the habitual and lift away the film that forms over the eye, the finger, the tongue, the heart. A good journal entry ought be a love letter to the world. Leave home, leave the country, leave the familiar. Only then can routine experience—buying bread, eating vegetables, even saying hello—become new all over again.

from Marilynne Robinson's Gilead comes back to me. "There are a thousand thousand reasons to live this life, every one of them sufficient.

Man is not only that creature that forges tools, that reasons, and that walks upright. Man is the creature that looks up. Man praises.

If I have pleased you, kindly signify Appreciation with a warm goodbye.

I was born to a single mom and raised by her and my grandparents.

Ah! but a man cannot be held to write down in cold blood the wild and black thoughts that storm his brain when an uncontrolled passion has battered a breach for them. Yet, unless he sets up as a saint, he need not hate himself for them. He is better employed, as it humbly seems to me, in giving thanks that power to resist was given to him ....

Yet, unless he sets up as a saint, he need not hate himself for them. He is better employed, as it humbly seems to me, in giving thanks that power to resist was vouchsafed to him, than in fretting over wicked impulses which come unsought and extort an unwilling hospitality from the weakness of our nature.

I love life because what more is there?

We have no money. We have no possessions. Maybe that is why we value the things we do have ... loyalty and friendship.

He saved my life. In a way, I loved him. I love you too, Alex. You are so very much like him. I'm glad that you're here with me now.

It's funny but I never quite know what to say when people tell me that they like my books. I almost feel embarrassed. 'That's great,' I muttered. 'Thank you.

She thought the sun shone out of his you-know-where! And she'd been his housekeeper for years and years. Keeper of the keys! She cooked for him, cleaned for him, gave half her life to him. I'm sure he'd have wanted to be there for the send-off.

The strange thing was that he was more relaxed, now, after being told the news. It was as if he had always been expecting it and was merely grateful that, at last, it had been delivered.

Anthony Joshua