Quotes About Gratitude

The small things of life were often so much bigger than the great things . . . the trivial pleasure like cooking, one's home, little poems especially sad ones, solitary walks, funny things seen and overheard.

Prudence thanked him, experiencing that feeling of contrition which comes to all of us when we have made up our minds to dislike people for no apparent reason and they then perform some kind action.

A young man in a white coat was pouring some rich fragrant liquid into her cup. She accepted it with gratitude and resignation, for it was strong and bitter, almost medicinal, and as she drank she was conscious that it was doing her good. Tea is more healthy than alcohol and much cheaper, she reflected, and there must be thousands of people who know this.

But it's a good feeling and one does so like to have that.

Dear Mildred,' he smiled, 'you are not the kind of person to expect things as your right even though they may be.

To Savor The Scene, A Book, or A Friend.

What do I need to have in my life to feel deeply satisfied? What do I know in my heart is keeping me from feeling satisfied and successful? What situations, relationships, beliefs, attitudes, thoughts, feelings, and choices have I made that are no longer serving me? If I had a year to live, where would I be? Who would I be with? What would I be doing?

Catherine Ponder explains it this way: "If you want the greatest prosperity in your life, start forming a vacuum to receive it.

If you were on your deathbed, looking back at your life, what would make you feel happiest and most satisfied with how you lived?

the whole loaf.

The power of gratitude derives from a universal law: You draw to yourself whatever you dwell on.

Your brother is finally coming to help you celebrate.

They resented the patronage they depended upon.

Smite a villein and he will bless you; bless a villein and he will smite you.

The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are. JOSEPH CAMPBELL What

God gave us memories that we might have roses in December.

My present state is so happy that I can only look back with wonder at my hesitation to enter upon it.

I don't care. I am happy and the rain cannot change that. The world is wonderful. Throw whatever you like at me, I refuse to bend before it. I am happy.

It all happened. It wasn't a dream. And I'm still alive. I guess that's something.

Less than I want. More than I deserve.

Sometimes in storm weather the shore had fluttered with disabled swallows. They crouched lower for his approach, without strength to escape. In his hands they pulsed with that same pulse. He had taken a bird and warmed it between his hands or inside his jacket, brought the life back until it was able to fly. Sometimes, released from his hands, they circled once around him before flying away; in gratitude, or so the child had believed--and the belief had survived all the man's science.

Sprawled out on the front lawn/ looking up at an ordinary sky/ it could fall on me and some how be/ the day I didn't die.

He adores you, you know. You're very lucky to have a brother like that." I fall into step with her. "Yeah, right, I'm the luckiest guy in the universe." I heave a sigh. "But in my next life I'd prefer a puppy, okay?

Food ... is the topmost taper on the golden candelabrum of existence.