Quotes About Appreciation

What is this life if, full of care,We have no time to stand and stare?

What is this life if, so full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.

I am not a lover of lawns. Rather would I see daisies in their thousands, ground ivy, hawkweed, and even the hated plantain with tall stems, and dandelions with splendid flowers and fairy down, than the too-well-tended lawn.

He who sits by the fire, thankless for the fire, is just as if he had no fire. Nothing is possessed save in appreciation, of which thankfulness is the indispensable ingredient.

Thanksgiving, after all, is a word of action.

It is literally true, as the thankless say, that they have nothing to be thankful for. He who sits by the fire, thankless for the fire, is just as if he had no fire. Nothing is possessed save in appreciation, of which thankfulness is the indispensable ingredient. But a thankful heart hath a continual feast.

Much unhappiness results from our inability to remember the nice things that happen to us.

He had heard people speak contemptuously of money he wondered if they had ever tried to do without it.

Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving.

The Nineteenth Century And After Though the great song return no more There's keen delight in what we have: The rattle of pebbles on the shore Under the receding wave.

I disagreed with him about everything, but I admired him beyond words.

and that he delighted in Flaubert and Pater, read Homer in the original and not as a schoolmaster reads him for the grammar.

Women are like elephants to me. I like to look at 'em, but I wouldn't want to own one.

Let all your thinks be thanks.

A daydream is a meal at which images are eaten. Some of us are gourmets, some gourmands, and a good many take their images precooked out of a can and swallow them down whole, absent-mindedly and with little relish.

A poet's hope: to be, like some valley cheese, local, but prized elsewhere.

In the prison of his days Teach the free man how to praise

The public will stand, nay even enjoy, a good deal of poetry.

I waste much time gaping and wondering. During a walk or in a book or in the middle of an embrace, suddenly I awake to a stark amazement at everything. The bare fact of existence paralyses me- holds my mind in mortmain. To be alive is so incredible that all I do is to lie still and merely breathe- like an infant on its back in a cot. It is impossible to be interested in anything in particular while overhead the sun shines or underneath my feet grows a single blade of grass.

Hardly anybody recognizes the most significant moments of their life at the time they happen.

Once you've been touched by the land, the wind never blows so cold again, because your love files the edges off it.

and I was looking up out of a time of late blessings

Trees" I am looking at trees they may be one of the things I will miss most from the earth though many of the ones I have seen already I cannot remember and though I seldom embrace the ones I see and have never been able to speak with one I listen to them tenderly their names have never touched them they have stood round my sleep and when it was forbidden to climb them they have carried me in their branches

The joy is in the journey, not the destination. We have a better chance of seeing where we are when we stop trying to get somewhere else.