Quotes About Appreciation

la mayor parte de lo que hemos leído se lo debemos a un ser querido.

Giardinaggio, prole (i bambini di Marianne e i nostri figli adolescenti), fricassee di funghi, musica, non si finirebbe mai di elencare le piccole gioie che alimentano l'istinto di vivere.

Di tutto, ai libri facciamo subire di tutto. Ma solo il modo in cui gli altri li maltrattano ci ferisce...

Non si ha più diritto di mettersi le parole in bocca prima di ficcarsele in testa? Niente più orecchie? Niente più musica? Niente più saliva? Parole senza più gusto?

Allora, ti piace?» Non ci risponderà di no, sarebbe un delitto di lesa maestà. Il libro è sacro, come può non piacergli leggere? No, ci dirà che le descrizioni sono troppo lunghe.

Young people's reluctance to read is all the harder to understand if you're of a generation, a time, a background, a family, where everyone always tried to keep you from reading.

Le temps de lire, comme le temps d'aimer, dilate le temps de vivre

The owner doesn't ask questions about where the painting has been. He's just happy to have it hanging on his wall again.

your mother's

It's nice to have one's work appreciated.

are a man of extraordinary gifts. You don't need toys to make you happy.

Why learn a number like pi to so many decimal places? The answer I gave then as I do now is that pi is for me an extremely beautiful and utterly unique thing. Like the Mona Lisa or a Mozart symphony, pi is its own reason for loving it.

What would it be like, a world without snow? I cannot imagine such a place. It would be like a world devoid of numbers. Every snowflake, unique as every number, tells us something about complexity. Perhaps that is why we will never tire of its wonder.

How can the world be seen at such speeds? Where do people need to go so badly they can't realize what is already here, outside the car window?

You're a good man," Fang said. "You're the last good man in this whole town. All the good that could be squeezed out of this forsaken place was used to make you. That's why you're so small, my friend: there just wasn't that much left." Fang laughed. "and that's why you can see us, you know, and nobody else can. You see everybody, even that lumberjack.

Woodrell is the least-known major writer in the country right now." —Dennis Lehane, USA Today

Beautiful music plays, but not everyone with ears can hear it.

Kad budu svi roktali svojim svinjskim srcima, poslednji koji ?e još gledati ljudskim o?ima i ose?ati ljudskim srcem bi?e oni kojima ne bejaše strano iskustvo umetnosti.

I always think, when there's stuff that people don't like, I always say that if I have another success, I'll enjoy it more, but you don't really.

The true purpose of illustrated journaling [is] to celebrate your life. No matter how small or mundane or redundant, each drawing and little essay you write to commemorate an event or an object or a place makes it all the more special.

This day is full of extraordinary things that you are missing. Wonderful sights, like the sun on your counterpane, the hairs on your cat's tail, the cracks in the paint on your radiator, the leaves piling up against the curve. Wonderful smells, wonderful sounds. Wonderful people. Wonderful opportunities. Today is wonderful. But perhaps you have lost your sense of wonder.

Making art will show you how much you already have. Your real treasures. A brand-new Maserati is a lot less beautiful to draw than a rusty old pickup.

I have always felt that solo guests pay us the ultimate compliment by joining us for a meal. Their visit has no ulterior motive (it involves no business, romance, or socializing). These guests simply want to do something nice for themselves, chez nous. Why wouldn't we reward that?

This book is dedicated to you, who taught me how profoundly one human being can love another.