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Quotes About Gratitude

Well, but how deeply I regret any sadness you have suffered and how grateful I am in anticipation of any good you have enjoyed. That is to say, I pray for you. And there's an intimacy in it. That's the truth.
~ Marilynne Robinson
God does not need our worship. We worship to enlarge our sense of the holy, so that we can feel and know the presence of the Lord, who is with us always. He said, Love is what it amounts to, a loftier love, and pleasure in a loving presence.
~ Marilynne Robinson
I have been thinking lately how I have loved my physical life.
~ Marilynne Robinson
It is a good thing to know what it is to be poor
~ Marilynne Robinson
A moment is such a slight thing, I mean, that its abiding is a most gracious reprieve.     Once
~ Marilynne Robinson
In retrospect, I'm very grateful for whatever reluctance it was that kept me alone until your mother came. Now that I look back, it seems to me that in all that deep darkness a miracle was preparing. So I am right to remember it as a blessed time, and myself as waiting in confidence, even if I had no idea what I was waiting for.
~ Marilynne Robinson
You know, I actually sort of enjoy my life. I know I shouldn't. It could stand a lot of improvement. But maybe it's the feeling you have that makes a life bad. Or makes it all right enough most of the time.
~ Marilynne Robinson
Of course misfortunes have opened the way to blessings you would never have thought to hope for, that you would not have been ready to understand as blessings if they had come to you in your youth, when you were uninjured, innocent.
~ Marilynne Robinson
My father said, "I would never have thought this place could be beautiful. I'm glad to know that.
~ Marilynne Robinson
Each morning I'm like Adam waking up in Eden, amazed at the cleverness of my hands and at the brilliance pouring into my mind through my eyes--old hands, old eyes, old mind, a very diminished Adam altogether, and still it is just remarkable. What of me will I still have? Well, this old body has been a pretty good companion. Like Balaam's ass, it's seen the angel I haven't seen yet, and it's lying down in the path.
~ Marilynne Robinson
Each morning I'm like Adam waking up in Eden, amazed at the cleverness of my hands and at the brilliance pouring into my mind through my eyes - old hands, old eyes, old mind, a very diminished Adam altogether, and still it is just as remarkable.
~ Marilynne Robinson
I'm grateful for all those dark years, even though in retrospect they seem like a long, bitter prayer that was answered finally.
~ Marilynne Robinson
Tant que tu ne veux pas ce dont tu n'as pas besoin, tout ira bien. Tant que tu ne veux pas ce que tu ne peux pas obtenir.
~ Marilynne Robinson
Life is Beautiful
~ Mario Puzo
Do not count on the gratitude of deeds done for people in the past,you must make them grateful for things you will do for them in the future.
~ Mario Puzo
if I can die saying, "Life is so beautiful," then nothing else is important.
~ Mario Puzo
Life is so beautiful
~ Mario Puzo
The don knew that love is not a reliable emotion to matter how deep. Love does not ensure gratitude, does not ensure obedience, does not provide harmony in so difficult a world. No one understood this better than Don Clericuzio. To inspire true love, one also had to be feared. Love alone was contemptible, it was nothing if it did not also include trust and obedience. What good was love to him if it did not acknowledge his rule?
~ Mario Puzo
People change, they have faulty memories, gratitude for past generosities fades.
~ Mario Puzo
This country has been good to me.
~ Mario Puzo
The Don knew that love is not a reliable emotion to matter how deep. Love does not ensure gratitude, does not ensure obedience, does not provide harmony in so difficult a world. No one understood this better than Don Clericuzio.
~ Mario Puzo
It was understood, it was mere good manners, to proclaim that you were in his debt and that he had the right to call upon you at any time to redeem your debt by some small service. Now
~ Mario Puzo
With a great effort the Don opened his eyes to see his son once more. ... He smelled the garden, the yellow shield of light smote his eyes, and he whispered, Life is so beautiful. ... Yet, he thought, if I can die saying, Life is so beautiful, then nothing else is important. If I can believe in myself that much, nothing else matters.
~ Mario Puzo
But time erodes gratitude more quickly than it does beauty.
~ Mario Puzo