Quotes About Appreciation

I feel sorry for young people today who feel so alone that they have to mate with their first crush. It shocks me that so many young brides are pregnant at the alter. When you have kids late in life, you appreciate them more. They keep you young, and you see the world through better eyes. You can give your children a finer sense of values, too, because if you're lucky, you own values have improved with time.

I now possessed a large number of varied and decidedly wonderful friends, whom I valued immeasurably. Through them I discovered what it was to love people. There was an art to it, I discovered, which was not really all that different from the love that is necessary in the making of art. It required the effort of always seeing them for themselves and not as I wished them to be, of always striving to see the truth of them.

Don't be led away by those howls about realism. Remember-pine woods are just as real as pigsties and a darn sight pleasanter to be in.

There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it ourselves - so much in men and women, so much in art and literature, so much everywhere in which delight, and for which to be thankful.

It just makes me feel glad to be alive- it is such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we know all about everything would it? There'd be no scope for imagination then would there?

There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves–so much in men and women, so much in art and literature, and for which to be thankful

Afinal, creio que os dias melhores e mais doces não são aqueles em que acontece algo muito esplêndido, maravilhoso e empolgante, mas sim aqueles que trazem os pequenos e simples prazeres, um após o outro sem pressa, como pérolas soltando-se de um colar.

I'm so sorry for people who live in lands where there are no Mayflowers," said Anne. "Diana says perhaps they have something better, but there couldn't be anything better than Mayflowers, could there, Marilla? And Diana says if they don't know what they are like they don't miss them. But I think that is the saddest thing of all. I think it would be tragic, Marilla, not to know what Mayflowers are like and not to miss them

It is not every day one sees a soul-even of a poem

ZaÅ'o?yÅ'am jeszcze nowÄ… stalówkÄ™, ?eby dopisa?, ?e CiÄ™ kocham za to, ?e nie jesteÅ› taki nadÄ™ty jak doktor Carter i za to, ?e nie masz odstajÄ…cych uszu jak Johnny. A przede wszystkim za to, ?e jesteÅ› Gilbertem!

Är det inte roligt att leva en sån här dag, så säg! Jag tycker synd om dem som ännu inte är födda och får njuta av den. Nog för de kan få vara med om andra härliga dagar, men just den här får de inte...

Vivir para embellecer el nombre, aunque no sea tan hermoso en sí mismo y hacerlo, resaltar en la mente de las gentes como algo bello y placentero en lo cual nunca pensarían.

Hay tanto en el mundo para nosotros, si tenemos los ojos para verlo, el corazón para amarlo y las manos para acercárnoslo, tanto en hombres y mujeres, en arte y literatura, tanto en todas partes con que deleitarnos y de lo cual quedar agradecidos! Ana de la isla.

Only one who has known how troubled life can be, has a real appreciation of it when it is good

People nowadays think that scientists exist to instruct them, poets, musicians, etc. to give them pleasure. The idea that these have something to teach them - that does not occur to them.

Some people's taste is to an educated taste as is the visual impression received by a purblind eye to that of a normal eye. Where a normal eye will see something clearly articulated, a weak eye will see a blurred patch of colour.

E' questione di misura, contentarsi. Uno si contenta di tanto, (fa segno col pollice sul mignolo) un altro ha tutto e non se ne contenta.

Hak ettiÄŸi bir övgünün önce kendisinden esirgendiÄŸini, ard?ndan kendisine cömert bir armaÄŸan gibi sunulduÄŸunu görüp de sinirlenmeyecek biri var m?d?r, bilemiyorum.

There is a minute in the day, a minute for everyone, though most everyone is too distracted to notice its arrival. A minute of gifts coming from the world like birthday presents. A minute given to every day that seems to create a golden bubble available to everyone.

I'll never take it for granted again. I'll always be grateful for every spring that comes along.

Cancer isn't the worst thing that can happen to a person. And neither is dying young. Taking life for granted, living badly-- these things seem far worse to me. In many ways- ways that count- I'm the luckiest girl in the world.

We practice wonder by resisting the temptation to hurry past things worth seeing, but it can take work to transcend our preconceived standards for what that worth might be.

Whenever I renew a commitment to studying raptors or gulls or crows or the birds in my backyard, more are given, more show themselves. Our efforts are rewarded, our studies are enhanced in experience.

But unlike most birds, crows also appear to fly for reasons that defy scientific explanation, though to us it seems obvious. They fly for fun. Any windy day will fling crows into the air like leaves, diving, wheeling, rising, tumbling. I see them, and think that if I were a bird, I would want to fly like a crow—with enough of a brain to love it. It might even make it worth it having to eat dead city rats if I could fly like that.