Quotes About Gratitude

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Whatever happens to you... Don't fall in despair, Even if all the doors are closed... A secret path will be there for you that no one knows, You can't see it yet... But so many paradises are at the end of this path, Be grateful... It is easy to thank after obtaining what you want... Thank before having what you want.

Today I finally recognise the mistake that almost became my downfall: I expected too much out of life. I thought it would owe me happiness and cheerfulness. In fact, life offers neither good nor evil. Happiness is a fruit you cultivate and harvest inside your soul. You can not gain it from the outside. Why should I be fretful like a child that has got no gift? I have years ahead to be happy.

Today I finally recognise the mistake that almost became my downfall: I expected too much out of life. I thought it would owe me happiness and cheerfulness. In fact, life offers neither good nor evil. Happiness is a fruit you cultivate and harvest inside your soul. You can not receive it from the outside. Why should I be fretful like a child that has got no gift? I have years ahead to be happy.

Patting mother Theresa on the back, someone said to her: 'i wouldn't do what you do for a million dollars.' She said with a grin: 'me neither.

Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked will I return. The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.

There is a place for good food and beautiful art; what matters is who you share it with. What's just as important as what you eat is who you are eating with. One of my favorite sayings these days is "Simple living does not mean ugly living." We can live in ways that are simple and responsible—and beautiful.

Lord, keep us from speaking of love while hoarding the gifts you have given us. Make us full of discontent as long as there are brothers and sisters living and dying in hunger. Amen.

Lord, thank you for using the foolish to confound the wise and the weak one: to shame the strong. Help us live with the shrewdness of serpents and the innocence of doves. Keep our feet from fatigue, our spirits from despair, and our hands from failing to rise in praise to you. Amen.

everything she meant to say was you've given a worth and happiness to my life that I had no right to believe could ever exist

I sat on the floor and watched TV Thanking Christ for the BBC A stupid fucking place to be Down Rain Street

Ubi nihil vales, ibi nihil velis: where you are worth nothing, there you should want nothing

Ik begreep plotseling waarom de schaars geklede filmheldinnen altijd in katzwijm vielen in hun redders armen: niet omdat ze zulke slappe troela's waren, maar omdat je blijkbaar slappe knieën krijgt als een man iets heel bijzonders doet om jou te redden, en dat was, merkte ik nu, een plezierig gevoel.

Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with his hands, forming their size and shape from the air. "They were yellow, and smallish, and had lots of petals." "Thank you," she said. "They were beautiful.

I can see that one can never pay back Gilsa for the fear that she will give again.

Katar had given her a small gift by opening her heart and showing her pain. Miri tucked the moment in her own heart and hoped somehow to repay.

Then Rin was hugging him. Relief and joy swelled inside her till she thought she would burst. "Uh . . . ," Razo said, patting her head as if she might be crazy. "You were dead," she mumbled against his chest. "I was? Well, I wish someone had told me. Would've been nice to relax on my back for a while. Um, how'd I die?

Thank you, sir. Thus far the highlight of my stay has been making love to you." Mr. Nobley bowed in acknowledgment. The conversation completely quieted.

You're better than seven years of food. You're better than windows. You're even better than the sky.

Tonya had wanted to look at her former residence for perspective. She had wanted to look at where she had come from. It made her appreciate everything that she had gone through thus far.

I feel the need to fall in love with the world, to forge that relationship ever more strongly. But maybe I don't have to work so hard. I have thought nature indifferent to humans, to one more human, but maybe the reverse is true. Maybe the world is already in love, giving us these gifts all the time—the glimpse of a fox, tracks in the sand, a breeze, a flower--calling out all the time: take this. And this. And this. Don't turn away.

You never know the worth of water until the well is dry.

when i reached the bottom, i finally understood what Guthrie meant when he shouted, "LIBERO!" It was a celebration of being alive