Quotes About Appreciation

I like Bruno Mars a lot. I think he's great.

She lifted the small stack of books from their wrappings, stroking the soft leather cover of the top one with a forefinger that trembled with delight. Jenny loved books with the same passion her brother reserved for horses.

To see the years touch ye gives me joy, he whispered, for it means that ye live.

We never know what we're missing until we don't have it anymore.

Do not all the achievements of a poet's predecessors and contemporaries rightfully belong to him? Why should he shrink from picking flowers where he finds them? Only by making the riches of the others our own do we bring anything great into being.

Sophie did not care to think how Howl might react if Fanny woke him by stabbing him with her parasol. "No, no!" she said. "Howl has been very kind to me." And this was true, Sophie realized. Howl showed his kindness rather strangely, but, considering all Sophie had done to annoy him, he had been very good to her indeed.

Nobody ever gets praised for the right reasons.

I thank you for giving me ten times my former speed.

We can't enchant the world, which makes its own magic; but we can enchant ourselves by paying deep attention

The sensory misers will inherit the earth, but first they will make it not worth living on. When you consider something like death, after which we may well go out like a candle flame, then it probably won't matter if we try too hard, are awkward sometimes, care for one another too deeply, are excessively curious about nature, are too open to experience, enjoy a nonstop expense of the senses in an effort to know life intimately and lovingly.

Heschel wrote of his childhood in Warsaw, there was one thing we did not have to look for and that was exaltation. Every moment is great, we were taught, every moment is unique.

Poetry is a kind of knowing, a way of looking at the ordinary until it becomes special and the exceptional until it becomes commonplace.

Maybe I had more wrinkles than I would if I hadn't spent so much of my life outdoors, but I didn't care. It was a privilege to grow old, and not everyone got to enjoy it. I was grateful for every minute I was given.

They were collectors of words the same way so many of the gravel diggers were collectors of fossils. They kept an ear constantly alert for them, the rare, the unusual, the unique.

I think the day is as beautiful as you and I choose.

The crime and humidity, along with a few million mosquitoes, deterred his appreciation of nature. His

The pleasure of sitting down to a good meal is not limited to just eating what's set in front of you. It can also be about the sensations or memories associated with it.

Franklin types don't need Bernie types, but Bernie types need Franklin types. Yet Bernie shows no appreciation. He's hostile and indignant toward the Franklins of today, even while shamelessly leeching off them. Bernie, like Franklin, may indeed have invented himself. If he ever tells us this, we should accept it as an apology.

thanks to mommy and match-box cars, thanks for dad and to the stars.

Everything in the least connected with him has value for me; if someone even mentions his name it is like a little present to me-and I long to mention it myself

Oh my dear, dear Stephen, how can I ever repay you for such unselfishness? But the happiness you hoped to win for me will never be mine.

No, that was my privilege.

It is just so interesting, he says at last. The colors and all. The colors and all.

There's something about having limited horizons that makes everything right around you appear to be monumental and important, even if in reality it is relatively insignificant.