Quotes About Appreciation

Any decent man has to feel something for a woman who dearly loves him. Gratitude, if he can muster nothing else.

Dear, dear Ruthie," he said, and grasped one of my hands in both of his. And although it was an oversimplification of the man, it struck me that this was his single greatest quality: he made everybody feel dear. And the sad truth of this world is that not many people feel that way, and not much of the time.

But mostly I just kept reminding myself to burn every moment into my memory. I just tried to be sure I was always there. That I didn't miss anything.

I mean . . . you just make the best of happy while you've got it, right?

And I think to myself, If you think having and losing is so bad, try never having. Now that's devastating.

Parents and other adults give children a precious gift when they affirm them for who they are, not just for what they do.

As far as quality housemates to be found on Planet Earth, it goes: dolphins, elephants, orangutans, octopi, then every single spider, then Joan of Arc, the Dalai Lama, Mr. Rogers, Freddie Mercury, my nan, all the scorpions, German measles, a dented recycling bin, and then maybe some of the rest of us.

How dare they speak so unkindly of stories? Stories never did anything to them! Stories are only here to love you and look after you and show you a good time… Stories don't even ask anything in return but not to have grape juice spilled on them, and, every once in a while, to be thought of fondly, years and years after you shut their covers.

She listens, and I wish I could give her a little gold trophy for it, but I can't, because of all the things Fuckwits gave trophies for, they never thought listening like nothing exists but time and words was half as important as losing a volleyball tournament.

When one is travelling, everything looks brighter and lovelier. That does not mean it is brigther and lovelier; it just means that sweet, kindly home suffers in comparasion to tarted-up foreign places with all their jewels on.

I am so useful. I am not alone. And neither is he. "It must be nice," said Aubergine suddenly, "to have a friend like that, and like things so much." Yes.

A father is nowhere near as valuable as a spoon.

Arthur took me for granted, she thought. And I took him for granted. That is the point of marriage. That's what marriage is.

It is difficult to notice your faces beyond that, partly because of the dazzling red hair but mostly because there are two of you. You understand this when you are older, when someone brings too many gifts to a birthday party or too many bottles of good wine to a dinner party, and the presents and the wine are undervalued in their own abundance. You are indistinct, undervalued in your own abundance. Sometimes

There are three things that it is never too late to say: Thank you, I'm Sorry, and I love You.

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To truly feel gratitude is to sprawl out into the light of the present. It is happiness, I think. To be indebted is to fixate on the future.

Indebtedness is not the same thing as gratitude.

Odd how being away could teach you about home.

To my mother . . . I finally get it. This raising kids shit? Is hard. Thank you for not giving up. To my father . . . I miss you, and I hope you've found peace. And finally, to my son. You are a weird, amazing, hysterically funny, brilliant person who has flourished in spite of my awkward parenting skills. I can't wait to see where life takes you.

Life has little bits of magic at nearly every turn, if you're looking closely enough. Scrapbooking has refined myselses. it's made me hungry to use it before I lose it. It's made me remember that I don't remember what it was like to be nine years old. And that I will never live in a Pottery Barn house. And that as tiny as I am in the scope of the universe, no one lives a life like mine. Not even the people whose meals I cook, whose laundry I fold, and whose cheeks I kiss at night.

If you don't think every day is a good day, just try missing one.

Often when we realize how precious those seconds are, it's too late for them to be captured because the moment has passed. We realize too late.