Quotes About Appreciation

Women are really much nicer than men: No wonder we like them.

You are beautiful. Definitely worth a few milksop words of dribble. (Stryder)

It seems unfair not to give credit where credit is due simply because one lacks a certain number of candles on one's birthday cake.

The wren and the nightingale sound nothing alike, but think how dull the world would be without the songs of both birds. —Miss Kanagawa

It seems unfair to give credit where credit is due simply because one lacks a certain number of candles on one's birthday cake.

But what I really needed was a mom. I still wanted to take advantage of that free laundry service at home. I wasn't about to turn away the homemade potato-chip casseroles or her famous turkey tacos. I didn't even mind when the "chore chart" was put up on the fridge. That was the normalcy I craved. I wanted Mom to continue to bring warm cookies to the set, making me the guy with the best mom around.

Every tape day, the cast and crew waited eagerly for my mom's special chocolate-chip cookies. They melted in your mouth—they were "like buttah" (which makes sense, as that was a main ingredient). Mom made dozens and dozens of them to make sure there were always enough to go around. I think she made 38 dozen a week as a thank-you for all the hard work the crew did.

I kept my life in a small room with pale blue walls and brought it back little presents from the world This is for you I would say This is for you

Do you know how beautiful it is to be alive? Do you have any idea how few people really are? You've got a spark. And even now, after everything you've been through, it's as strong as ever.

By the time you get to be my age it's like you're having breakfast every fifteen minutes.

Time is a portion of ones life, so value everyone who gives you part of their life in form of time

Keep it, keep it!" I answered. "You are very welcome to it! It is only a couple of small things, doesn't amount to anything—about everything I own in the world.

Look, don't kill that fly! It is making a prayer to you By rubbing its hands and feet

When I look at small things, I think I shall go on living: drops of rain, leather gloves shrunk by being wet...When I look at something too big, I want to die: the Diet Building, or a map of the world...

Miss Kay When Phil walked into our apartment that night, the boys were so happy. The first thing they wanted to know was whether he'd brought back the big TV. All Phil could say was, "I didn't know I was supposed to do that." He looked around the sparse room where we had been living and said, "You should have gotten more stuff." It never was about stuff to me. The last thing we needed during that time was more stuff.

I am who I am.And you're you.Even if I'm pretty good at basketball or computers, or popular with the girls, that doesn't make me a better person. You can make people laugh and you're kind. When you're serious, you're much more sincere than I am. Like with the girls. I'm not resorting to the cheap cliche about everyone having something to offer, but i'm saying there are a lot of things I admire about you.

Takako looked into Hiroki's eyes and grinned. "You've become quie a stud." "And...you're the most stylin' girl in the world." Takako smiled faintly. She wanted to thank him, but she was out of breath. She just stared at Hiroki's eyes. She was grateful. At least she wasn't going to die alone. The last person to stay with her ended up being Hiroki. And she was grateful. She really was.

I love going to Africa and stuff. I love going anywhere, really, but I've been to Africa a bunch of times and it's just a beautiful place that needs help, obviously, but helping people that are really thankful is really easy to do. And the people out there always seem so thankful.

She orders everyone to their feet & to their drink & to the junction where they can hold their love loves in a place of honor & delight. ... Celebrate the life that was before the death & what it gave you, & what you have even now.

There's so much of her inside of me, yet we were so different, so very different. Sometimes the guilt I feel, because it took me so long to appreciate her, love her for what she was, & what she did for me almost consumes me.

Every time we demean ourselves we are talking badly about the Artist and the Model.

Taking in the good, whenever and wherever we find it, gives us new eyes for seeing and living.

But what we did is we studied our town. We did an inventory of all of the things that were present there—farms and marshes and springs and historic sites, Indian trails, buildings, our tobacco farms included. And what happened after we did this very careful and very extensive inventory is, we fell in love with the place. Most of us didn't know where we lived. We had just moved in and out rather oblivious to the beauty of things.

Spiritual humility is not about getting small, not about debasing oneself, but about approaching everything and everyone else with a readiness to see goodness and to be surprised.