Quotes About Appreciation

I don't have a bucket list because it is my dedication to live every day of my life there. I don't have a bucket list because I'm doing it that day. I don't want to go to bed and say, 'Oh, I wish I had done this.

Deprived thinking turns good things into less or nothing. Grateful thinking turns things into more.

know what we have left. This is an ongoing activity. Don't rush it. Take your time. Dedicate a notebook to writing down everything you have, everything you did get, everything you have left. No matter what your situation is—if you're in prison, in a hospital, in hospice—no matter who or where you are, you have something left and probably more than you know.

Can you still see and hear? Do you have your senses of taste and smell? Can you walk? Run? Do you have a motorized chair if you're unable to walk on your own? Come on—let's get it all on the list. Ask friends or family for help making your list. What do they see you as having? What do they think you're lucky to have? What do they admire in you?

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.

you don't fully appreciate what you've got until something threatens to take it away.

Nevertheless, now that I have met you, I know that all that I am, and all that I have, could not match what you are worth.

Not enough of us get to tell those who had a hand in building us just how we feel about our pasts, while they're still alive. It wounds the heart, but makes us more whole whenever we can, though. This physical world isn't all there is, but while we have it, this is the one that counts. The words should be spoken.

Food, Ninette said into the silence, is a kind of art. Like all arts, it can be simple. or it can be complex, but one always knows when the artist who created it is great. And great art deserves respect and attention. She smiled. It goes without saying that our hostess is an artist in her own kitchen. Everything she makes is a as perfect as it can be.

Dedicated to Elizabeth R. Wollheim. Just 'cause.

Uhhherrr," it said. "Aahherrr. Saaa. Saaaveerr. Saver." "Saver?" he replied, confounded. "Yessssssss." It paused. "Mamaaa saaaaaay. Thaaaank. Thank Saver.

He was alive, and that was a great gift—so great, that it hardly seemed polite to grumble about the terms.

And Mom? You're a good girl. Thank you. That's very sweet of you, Chuck Though what I was really thinking was: This is too fucking weird.

I learned two very strong lessons from them: the grass isn't always greener elsewhere, and true love is worth fighting for.

Varya's mother, Marfa, kissed her, smiled happily and said: "Some people, Varyachka, see with their eyes alone. Others see with their hearts, too. I am grateful and lucky that you see with your heart, as well as with your eyes.

We do not love people because they are beautiful, but they seem beautiful to us because we love them! ~ an old Russian proverb

Through the practice of compassion and forgiveness, I was able to sustain my appreciation for her work and cope with the grief and disappointment I felt about the loss of this relationship. Practicing compassion enabled me to understand why she might have acted as she did and to forgive her. Forgiving means that I am able to see her as a member of my community still, one who has a place in my heart should she wish to claim it.

Death is among us. To see it always and only as a negative subject is to lose sight of its power to enhance every moment.

In the more than fourteen years we were together we were too busy repeating old patterns learned in childhood, acting on misguided information about the nature of love, to appreciate the changes we needed to make in ourselves to be able to love someone else.

When I was young, I thought classical music was only the background noise for cartoons.

At the door to the locker room Dime asks [Ennis] to autograph his ball. Ennis rears back. He's chuckling but his eyes are wary. 'Why you want that? I'm just an old equipment hand, nobody cares about my autograph.' 'As far as I'm concerned you run the team,' Dime answers, so Ennis laughs and takes the Sharpie and signs his name to Dime's ball, and this will be the only autograph that Dime collects today.

T]hey know they're being good when they thank the troops and their eyes shimmer with love for themselves and this tangible proof of their goodness.

Katherine Mary, we're going to know each other very wel, for many years, I hope. You'll see, you'll come to understand. These big things, these terrible things, are not important ones. If they were, how could one go on living? No, it is the small, little things that make up a day, that bring fullness and happiness to a life. Your sergeant coming home, a good dinner, your little Mary laughing, the smell of the woods- oh, so many things, you know them yourself.

Katherine Mary, w'er going to know each other very well, for many years, I hope. You'll see, you'll come to understand. These big things, these terrible things, are not the important ones. If they were, how could one go on living? No, it is the small, little things that make up a day, that bring fullness and happiness to your life. Your Sergeant coming home, a good dinner, your little Mary laughing, the smell of the woods - oh, so many things, you know them yourself