Quotes About Gratitude

But it seemed to me that this was the way we all lived: full to the brim with gratitude and joy one day, wrecked on the rocks the next. Finding the balance between the two was the art and the salvation.

It was terrible if you looked at things the way they could have been, but if you concentrated on what there was, it didn't look too bad.

If once I loved you, greater is your debt; For certain 'tis you deserved it not, And undeserved love we soon forget...

You always take for granted what you have until it is gone. And then you realize how much value it truly held in your life.

embrace the small pleasures and turn them into lasting memories." 31 The Alps, Winter 1190–1 Alienor and Berenguela pushed on with their journey, stopping at nightfall to claim hospitality at monasteries, castles, and towns that were friendly.

Perhaps the most important lesson I have learned is to embrace the small pleasures and turn them into lasting memories.

I leaned back against him and rested my cheek on his shoulder. I could feel the river water dripping off of him. "Thank you" I whispered. When I looked up, I saw he was crying.

All recipients of charity hate their Benefactors.

I was grateful for the darkness that hid our faces at least, but nothing can hide the voice. It is always naked.

It's better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick!

We were never a family that had a lot. We had enough, but not a lot.

Stand true to your calling to be a man. Real women will always be relieved and grateful when men are willing to be men

Maybe we benefit from the providence of others more often than we know.

Each golden day was cherished to the full, for one had the feeling that each must be the last. Tomorrow it would be winter.

The dishes," [Garnet] said. "Oh, let them stand for once!" cried Mrs. Linden grandly, "we can do them when we come home. This is an important day." "You're nice," said Garnet, and gave her mother a hug.

I throw my arms around her without even thinking first, the way I used to with Daddy when he came home from a trip. "Thank you," I say into her waist. Her clothes smell so good. I feel her hand resting on my head, and for that second I feel like nothing could ever go wrong. Not when there's Miss Mary to hug.

Please write again soon. Though my own life is filled with activity, letters encourage momentary escape into others lives and I come back to my own with greater contentment.

In the end, though, maybe we must all give up trying to pay back the people in this world who sustain our lives. In the end, maybe it's wiser to surrender before the miraculous scope of human generosity and to just keep saying thank you, forever and sincerely, for as long as we have voices.

You know, why at the end of your life should you assemble thousands of pages of 'Why am I so sad, why am I so depressed?' Instead, assemble thousands of pages of why you're so content.

In the end, though, maybe we must all give up trying to pay back the people in this world who sustain our lives. In the end, maybe it's wiser to surrender before the miraculous scope of human generosity and to just keep saying thank you, forever and sincerely, for as long as we have voices.

Given belief in God, a good digestion and a mind in working order life's still a thing to be grateful for.

In the old days he had clutched life with such violence that the juice of it ran out between his fingers and was lost, but now he would touch it delicately, thankful for the good and accepting the ills with patience.

I can only grow to what I will be from what I am, and where I am, so discontent is quite useless. Much more sensible to accept the one and love the other.

It takes a happy marriage to make light of small things.