Quotes About Appreciation

The modern world is devoted to vanishing species, vanishing weather and vanishing capacity for wonder.

There are three things we cry for in life - things that are lost, things that are found, and things that are magnificent.

So I came down here, to breathe dust and walk with the dogs-- to look at a rock or a cactus and know that I am the first person to see that cactus and that rock.

I like to go beach-combing, and I like to find interestingly shaped rocks. When I really get into the groove I start finding beautiful rocks everywhere, until I discover that all of the rocks on the beach are beautiful. And so I try to find beauty even in the smallest moments, because beauty is something that can grow if you let it.

Sometimes we all forget that the world itself is paradise, and there has been much of late to enourage that amnesia. (Microserfs, p 366)

she spent many hours whirling around trying to catch the monarch butterflies that floated among the milkweed and chokecherries. When she caught them, she cupped them in her hands and smelled them, as if they were flowers. When she released them, some would drop to earth traumatized or crushed, while others flew off in a spiraling panic while she watched, her hands and nose dusted with the orange powder from their wings.

It encourages us to develop evolution's greatest gift to us: our intellects. It instructs us to appreciate this life as fully as possible, because we will never have another. This, then, is my religion.

don't know what it is. They'll forget that that thing flying through the sky is beyond all words, that it's an expression of the immensity of life. It's actually an extraordinary and wondrous thing that flies through the sky. But as soon as we name it, we think we know what it is. We see "bird," and we almost discount it.

The grateful heart will always find opportunities to show its gratitude.

Be satisfied with what you have.

The greatest benefits will not bind the ungrateful.

An appreciative listener is always stimulating.

I'm not often bored,' I assured her. "Life's not long enough for that.

But Aunt Maureen makes smashing omelettes." Julia Upjohn. "She makes smashing omelettes." Poirot's voice was happy. He sighed. "Then Hercule Poirot has not lived in vain, he said. It was I who taught your Aunt Maureen to make an omelette.

What can I say at seventy-five? "Thank God for my good life,and for all the love that has been given to me.

Yes, he is intelligent. But we must be more intelligent. We must be so intelligent that he does not suspect us of being intelligent at all." I acquiesced. "There, mon ami, you will be of great assistance to me." I was pleased with the compliment. There had been times when I hardly thought that Poirot appreciated me at my true worth. "Yes" he continued staring at me thoughtfully, "you will be invaluable

Long walks are off, and alas, bathing in the sea; fillet steaks and apples and raw blackberries (teeth difficulties) and reading fine print. But there is a great deal left. Operas and concerts, and reading, and the enormous pleasure of dropping into bed and going to sleep, and dreams of every variety. Almost best of all, sitting in the sun--gently drowsing and there you are again--remembering. I remember, I remember, the house where I was born....

i like living. i have sometimes been wildly, dispairingly, acutely misrable, racked with sarrow, but threw it all i still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

Life is more worth living, more full of interest when you are likely to lose it. It shouldn't be, perhaps, but it is. When you're young and strong and healthy, and life stretches ahead of you, living isn't really important at all. It's young people who commit suicide easily, out of despair from love, sometimes from sheer anxiety and worry. But old people know how valuable life is and how interesting. - Jane Marple

With a shock Iris realized suddenly that it was the first time in her life she had ever thought about Rosemary. Thought about her, that is, objectively, as a person. She had always accepted Rosemary without thinking about her. You didn't think about your mother or your father or your sister or your aunt. They just existed, unquestioned, in those relationships. You didn't think about them as people. You didn't ask yourself, even, what they were like.

One takes things for granted too much," said Emily Brent.

I married an archaeologist because the older I grow, the more he appreciates me.

And how do you know that these fine begonias are not of equal importance?

She was a very good, kind woman. I could not have continued to live in the same house with her, but I did recognize her intrinsic worth.