Quotes About Appreciation

The fact that we can't repay him is precisely why his gift is so valuable

If you appreciate a gift, consider saying, "thank you and . . .

Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. Proud can I never be of what I hate, but thankful even for hate that is meant love.

We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.

Ellen had always loved the rain. She didn't understand why people rushed through it, avoided it and ducked out of it, but she was glad.

Yet Laplace had built his probability theory on intuition. As far as he was concerned, essentially, the theory of probability is nothing but good common sense reduced to mathematics. It provides an exact appreciation of what sound minds feel with a kind of instinct, frequently without being able to account for it.

If you gotta leave before I come back, I want to thank you for sharing the music. Remember that you're not alone, ever; that there's always the music, connecting all of us, and the whole world, too.

I love the smell of my mother's hair after she washes it. I love the feel of the scratchy stubble on my father's face before he shaves. But I've never been able to tell them.

If we have nothing material to give, we can offer our attention, our energy, our appreciation. The world needs us. It doesn't deplete us to give.

To celebrate someone else's life, we need to find a way to look at it straight on, not from above with judgment or from below with envy.

Fearful of wasting a second, we hoard time as if it were money.

Genuine awe connects us with the world in a new way.

How many pleasures escape our notice because we think we need big, dramatic sensations to feel alive? Mindfulness can allow us to experience fully the moment in front of us - what Thoreau calls 'the bloom of the present ' - and to wake up from neutral so we don't miss the small, rich moments that add up to a dimensional life.

By experimenting with sympathetic joy, we break from the constricted world of individual struggle and see that joy exists in more places than we have yet imagined.

Instead of walking around with the feeling that we do not have enough, that there is never enough, that we are not enough, we can recognize that the world is in fact magically providing, with just what it is providing.

When we contemplate the miracle of embodied life, we begin to partner with our bodies in a kinder way.

How many pleasures escape our notice because we think we need big, dramatic sensations to feel alive? Mindfulness can allow us to experience fully the moment in front of us—what Thoreau calls "the bloom of the present"—and to wake up from

Intellectually, we may appreciate that loving ourselves would give us a firm foundation but for most of us this is a leap of logic, not a leap of the heart.

It's all too easy to slot someone into the category of "needing help" and not to recognize the tremendous help they are offering to others.

I can see the color of the grass deepening, becoming impossibly green the way it does in early spring when you've almost stopped believing that things will ever grow again. Right now it looks like each individual blade has been painted, and I wonder who will notice these things when I'm gone.

Gwen stopped putting her money in the bag. You're giving your father a picture of a door for his birthday? And she'd thought Mitch marking up pages in her copy of Vogue and telling her, This is what I'd get you for your birthday if I had money had been cheap.

When you read a piece of writing that you admire, send a note of thanks to the author.

You have to treat your car with love. And I don't mean love of an object. You see, that's just wrong. That's materialism. You have to love your car like it's sentient being, like it can love you back. Now, that's some deep-down agape love.

I know there has never been a human being or a television show, no matter how great, that could measure up to a great book.