Quotes About Gratitude

I wanted to make a point of basing myself at home, being close to my family. I'll never be able to repay Mum and Dad for what they did, but at least they know they'll never have to work another day. I'll do whatever it takes to look after them.

Don't forget, as busy as you may be, to quickly raise your head and cast a glance at those great silver clouds and that silent blue ocean in which they are swimming...take notice of the resplendence and glory that overlie this day...because this day will never, ever come again! This day is a gift to you like a rose in full bloom, lying at your feet, waiting for you to pick it up and press it to your lips.

We have to take everything as it comes and to find beauty in everything. That's what I manage to do.

Take notice of the resplendence and glory that overlie this day, because this day will never, ever come again! This day is a gift to you like a rose in full bloom, lying at your feet, waiting for you to pick it up and put it to your lips.

I am proud to be an American. America is a wonderful country.

One of my greatest pleasures there was enjoying the smell of bacon frying and coffee brewing and knowing that white folks were doing the preparing instead of me. I was 42 years old, and it was one of the few times in my life up to that point when I did not feel any hostility from white people.

Thank you for inviting me to speak at the Chang-Ch'un

It is so true that 'God will be no man's debtor.' When he asks for and receives our all, he gives in return that which is above price - his own presence. The price is not great when compared with what he gives in return; it is our blindness and our unwillingness to yield that make it seem great.

Be very, very nice to your school's computer specialist. He, along with the custodians, is often the most underappreciated person in the building.

Salmo 30 ("Senhor meu Deus, clamei a ti, e tu me saraste. Senhor, fizeste subir a minha alma da sepultura; conservaste-me a vida para que não descesse ao abismo").

She remembered him smiling, and realized that time, that great old healer, had finally accomplished its work, and now, across the years, the face of love no longer stirred up agonies of grief and bitterness. Rather, one was left feeling simply grateful. For how unimaginably empty the past would be without him to remember.

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

Time had lost its importance. That was one of the good things about getting old: you weren't perpetually in a hurry. All her life, Penelope had looked after other people, but now she had no one to think about but herself. There was time to stop and look, and, looking, to remember. Visions widened, like views seen from the slopes of a painfully climbed mountain, and having come so far, it seemed ridiculous not to pause and enjoy them.

Love - which the young expect, the middle-aged fear or wrestle with or find unbearable or clutch to death- those content in their age, finally, cherish with pained gratitude.

For the past year, Pollux has been perfecting my favorite soup of those that saved me—it is a corn soup. First he caramelizes fresh-cut sweetcorn, toasting it slowly in a heavy pan, adding onions. Then cubed potatoes tossed lightly in butter, to set a crisp. He adds all of this to a garlicky chicken broth with shaved carrots, cannellini beans, fresh dill, parsley, a dash of cayenne, and heavy cream. The scent was making me delirious. Still.

It was this immense resignation to the shape of his life that opened him every day to the experience of joy.

I have noticed that the Universe loves Gratitude. The more Grateful you are, the more goodies you get

How you start your day is how you live your day. How you live your day is how you live your life.

Each day is a new opportunity. I chose to make this day a great one.

Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.

People avenge themselves for the favors done them.

But maybe it's wrong of me to complain … I'm alive after all … and I lose an enemy or two every day … cancer, apoplexy, gluttony … it's a pleasure the number that pass on! … I'm not hard to please … a name! … another! … there are good things in life …

What more did I want, after all, than my daily bread and some time to myself? Happiness in short.

No point in being proud; when it comes to miracles, take the ones that will stay with you.