Quotes About Appreciation

Indeed, as I made my critique, the problem seemed to me not that there are differences but rather how we value these differences.

I could even feel how perishable all my moments really were, how all my life they had come to me begging to be lived, to be cherished even, and the impassive way I'd treated them

After a while, I went down to the cellar. When mauma saw my raw eyes, she said, "Ain't nobody can write down in a book what you worth.

handed me a drying towel. "You

After my first winter in the North, I had an entirely new appreciation for heat.

Do people ever realize how precious life is? I know I never did before. There was always time. There was always a future.

Just in case the world ends tomorrow, we might as well enjoy today.

This life, this everyday existence, is the one gift we're given. To throw it away, to want to be dead, to me that's the sin.

If God's looking for sacrifices, all He has to do is look at Mom.

My dad could go to work, he could get raises, he could be thanked for his contributions, he got a pay-check for his labor, but that didn't happen for moms. The best they could hope for would be a crayon valentine or a squashed, limp dandelion flower offered up from the damp hand of their wide-eyed and innocent child. Which wasn't nothing. In all my days I'd never considered anything to be more important than home. In a chaotic world, it was sanctuary; it was where love grew.

It takes a pretty special man to take the place of no man at all.

Your father... doesn't work late for you to pinch his dinner.

is a gift and we need to accept it with gratitude and a full heart. I

He was funny and charming, but also kind. It seemed the older she got, the more she appreciated kindness in people.

We look at our own problems, and we say... why? Maybe we should look at our blessings and ask the same thing.

I hope [Willa] still thinks butterflies are beautiful. I think they are. We shouldn't think for a moment that just because their lives are short they shouldn't be here.

Growing up means realizing that no time of one's life is the best one, and resolving to savor every second of joy within reach. You know each will pass, and you no longer experience that as betrayal.

If life is a gift, then the more you partake in it, the more you show thanks.

The world we made together is gone now. Silk and cinnamon do not bring it back to me as clearly as the smell of potatoes frying with onions, or the purr of a cat, or the feel of a knot beneath my fingers. And that in itself is proof of how the voyage changed me, who set out only wanting to see anything new and different.

The experience of being understood, versus interpreted, is so compelling you can charge admission.

Time eventually positions most photographs, even the most amateurish, at the level of art.

Camp taste is a kind of love, love for human nature. It relishes, rather than judges, the little triumphs and awkward intensities of character.

Hay belleza o cuando menos interés en todo, si se ve con un ojo suficientemente perspicaz.

Let's take a positive view. The mountain is an emblem of all the forms of wholesale death: the deluge, the great conflagration (sterminator Vesevo, as the great poet was to say), but also of survival, of human persistence. In this instance, nature run amok also makes culture, makes artifacts, by murdering, petrifying history. In such disasters there is much to appreciate.