Quotes About Appreciation

I'm learning to cling tightly to the love we're granted. Whether you have one year or a lifetime, don't forget that love is a gift. A gift to be appreciated and nurtured—for better or worse.

Love her like tomorrow is your last day with her.

I don't get it. It's a bunch of trees with leaves.

Walking in a forest between two hedges of ferns transfigured by autumn--that is a triumph. What are ovations and applause beside it?

Sometimes you only get one good minute a day," I said. "You just have to make the most of it.

Before long, he caught a hold of himself and concluded that nothing ever did happen again; to each was given days and chances which wouldn't come back around. And wasn't it sweet to be where you were and let it remind you of the past for once, despite the upset, instead of always looking on into the mechanics of the days and the trouble ahead, which might never come.

It occurs to me that, for all her flaws, my mother is a Very Nice Person. I go over to her and give her a hug. "What's that for?" she asks. "I don't know. Just felt like it.

Birdwatching is also the perfect entry point to rekindle our innate bond with the natural world

How will we be inspired to love and protect the natural wold we depend on if we have no direct experience in it?

Without you my tomorrow wouldn't be worth the wait, and my yesterdays wouldn't be worth remembering.

Maybe this is a characteristic of happy people. An ability to be entertained by the world.

Right now, at this moment in time, life was just right. He'd discovered this before. If you don't look forward and you don't look back, you can fix yourself in now and enjoy it.

The love of nature comes with maturing years and is one of the few compensations for growing old.

For today and its blessings, I owe the world an attitude of gratitude.

Even great men are only truly recognized and honored once they are dead. Why? Because those who praise them need to feel themselves somehow superior to the person praised, they need to feel they are making some concession.

It isn't for us that cows' milk comes forth, but we drink it. Flowers weren't made for us to look at or for us to smell, and we look at them and smell them. The Milky Way doesn't exist for us to know if its existence, but we know.

So i dedicate this thing here to old Schu­mann and his sweet Clara who today alas are bones. I dedicate it to the very crimson color scarlet like my blood of a man in his prime and so I dedicate it to my blood. I dedicate it above all to the gnomes, dwarfs, sylphs, and nymphs who inhabit my life. I dedicate it to the memory of my former poverty, when everything was more sober and dignified and I had never eaten lobster.

Life just is for me, and I don't understand what I'm saying. And so I adore it. ——————

We don't know the value of darkness until we have destroyed it.

People discuss my art and pretend to understand as if it were necessary to understand, when it's simply necessary to love.

Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.

Alabado sea el Señor que sólo me dio sobrinos.

If I'm signing autographs and I see one hundred people in a line I've got to remind myself, "That person is one one-hundredth of my day, but to them I'm their day." You know what I mean? Unless they meet J.Lo later on.

I appreciate the idea of allowing people to have their own private walk with God. To me, God is about love, not condemnation.