Quotes About Gratitude

He is not the best. But he is the best I ever had.

Her head jerked around. It's so unlikely to be alive, isn't it? The right temperature, and gravity, the right atoms combining at the precise moment, you'd think it would never happen. She stood looking at a painting with a hand to her cheek, then watched the cat making its way across the sofa toward the bird. Life, it's so unlikely, she said, then turned to me again. It's so much better than we think, isn't it?

And Less feels it swelling up within him, the phrase he does not want to say and yet, somehow, by the cruel checkmate logic of conversation, is compelled to say: "Thank you.

It's that they've survived everything in life, humiliations and disappointments and heartaches and missed opportunities, bad dads and bad jobs and bad sex and bad drugs, all the trips and mistakes and face-plants of life, to have made it to fifty and to have made it here: to this frosted-cake landscape, these mountains of gold

The things that save you are as frequently trivial as monumental.

This thought runs like a bright golden thread through the dark tapestry of our sorrow. We learn so much from our children—in patience, in humility, in gratitude for other blessings we had accepted before as a matter of course; so much in tolerance; so much in faith—believing and trusting where we cannot see; so much in compassion for our fellow man; and yes, even so much in wisdom about the eternal values in life.

I think that while I hated being depressed and would hate to be depressed again, I found a way to love my depression. I love it because it forced me to cling to joy. I love it because each day I decide, sometimes gamely, sometimes against the moment's reason, to cleave to the reasons for living-and that, I think, is a highly privileged rapture.

This book's conundrum is that most of the families described here have ended up grateful for experiences they would have done anything to avoid.

With the wonder and bitterness of someone pardoned for a crime she did not commit I come back to marriage and friends, to pink fringed hollyhocks; come back to my desk, books, and chair.

We learn so much from our children—in patience, in humility, in gratitude for other blessings we had accepted before as a matter of course; so much in tolerance; so much in faith—believing and trusting where we cannot see; so much in compassion for our fellow man; and yes, even so much in wisdom about the eternal values in life.

I think that while I hated being depressed, and I would hate to be depressed again, I found a way to love my depression. I love it because it has forced me to find and cling to joy. I love it because each day I decide, sometimes gamely, and sometimes against the moment's reason, to cleave to the reasons for living and that, I think, is a highly privileged rapture.

If the earth could feed itself and us without rain, and if we conquered the weather and declared permanent sun, would we not miss grey days and summer storms?

He heard a match being struck, the hiss of a gas flame. Then the clanging of a pot, the woman's breathing, the rustle water filling a vessel. He smelled bread. He closed his eyes. I love this world, he thought, and his eyes filled with tears.

He heard a match being struck, the hiss of a gas flame. Then the clanging of a pot, the woman's breathing, the rustle of water filling a vessel. He smelled bread. He closed his eyes. I love this world, he thought, and his eyes filled with tears.

So when we do sit down in front of a TV screen, it will be for a specific purpose and with a specific hope, not just of entertainment or distraction but of wonder and exploration. When we do scroll through social media, it will be to have a chance to give thanks for our friends, enjoy their creative gifts, and pray for their needs, rather than just something to take our mind off our tedium.

Don't mention it," I say. "That's what friends are for. Come on! To the flying fried-egg car!

bravo, bravo!' says Terry. 'That was il magnifico de stupendio!' 'Thank you,' says Mr Big Nose, taking a big bow.

You need to let the little things that would ordinarily bore you suddenly thrill you.

You have to be willing to get happy about nothing.

Thank God for the little things I do have, because I do not ask Him for much.

Never forget that everything you have, even the breath in your body, comes from the Almighty One, so be grateful for all you are given.

HaShem makes us all different, and we are to be who HaShem meant us to be. As it says in the writings, 'You fashioned my inmost being, You knit me together in my mother's womb. I thank You because I am awesomely made, wonderfully; Your works are wonders

Barukh atah Adonai, Eloheinu, melekh ha-olam hamotzi lechem min ha'aretz." Blessed are you, Lord, our God, King of the Universe, who brings forth bread from the earth.

Barefoot or first thing in the morning, I feel beautiful. I didn't always feel that way, but I feel that way now. When somebody loves you, and when you make somebody else happy, when your presence seems to make them happy, you suddenly feel like the most beautiful person in the world.