Quotes About Satisfaction

And at such moments his eyes would grow winning, and his features assume an expression of intense satisfaction. Yet never did these projects pass beyond the stage of debate. Likewise there lay in his study a book with the fourteenth page permanently turned down. It was a book which he had been reading for the past two years!

avaricia, la cual, como es sabido, tiene hambre de lobo: cuanto más devora, menos se sacia.

Yet the important person, perfectly satisfied, incidentally, with domestic family tendernesses, found it suitable to have a lady for friendly relations in another part of the city. This lady friend was no whit better or younger than his wife; but there exist such riddles in the world, and it is not our business to judge of them.

Life has been given us to enjoy.

A man is a man if he provide all his family needs and satisfy them.

been like that his whole life," Aunt Rosie said with deep fondness. "Sunny. Proves rich or poor doesn't matter, if you ask me. Some people are just born happy. I think that's the luckiest thing. If you're sunny inside, you never have to worry about the weather.

Il quitta la rue Mercière, l'estomac calé, satisfait d'avoir rempli sa mission. Arrivé sur la place des Célestins, à quelques pas de l'hôtel, il lâcha un rot caverneux, libérant u petit nuage de vapeur parfumé à l'oignon qui s'envola dans la fraîcheur de la nuit.

I'll go and see anything so long as it amuses me, or moves me. If it doesn't do either I want to go home.

It's like living near a bakery but never eating any bread. Every day you walk the streets, the smell of it in your nose, your stomach growling, but no matter how many corners you turn, you can never enter the actual store. The

Los Angeles is a city that appears to have been built to satisfy somebody's desire for a cigarette.

These days when he thinks about happiness and contentment, he thinks in terms of milligrams.

We would all say that deep down, all we want is to be happy. Yet we don't have a realistic understanding of what happiness really is. Happiness is closer to the experience of acceptance and contentment than it is to pleasure.

if our definition of happiness is "experiencing that which is pleasurable," we are going to be disappointed a lot of the time.

Jack Canfield taught me two of the most brilliant questions I've ever seen in human relations. 'On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate our relationship? What can I do to make it a 10?

I don't think any day is worth living without thinking about what you're going to eat next at all times.

Gratification kills desire. And constant gratification kills it permanently

Food that's good for you should taste good!

Lean starts with customer service and ends with customer service.  You answer the following question, "How can I please my customers by delivering to them exactly what they want, exactly when they want it, in the right quantity and in the right quality at the lowest possible cost?

No other instinct can so satisfy without accomplishing its biological purpose, and no other instinct is so disconnected from its purpose.

I really am a pessimist. I've always felt that fascism is a more natural governmental condition than democracy. Democracy is a grace. It's something essentially splendid because it's not at all routine or automatic. Fascism goes back to our infancy and childhood, where we were always told how to live. We were told, Yes, you may do this; no, you may not do that. So the secret of fascism is that it has this appeal to people whose later lives are not satisfactory.

The more things you own, the more things you need to keep you comfortable.

The really happy people are those who have broken the chains of procrastination, those who find satisfaction in doing the job at hand. They're full of eagerness, zest, productivity. You can be, too.

Anyway, who in their right mind would ever say a person was supposed to be happy? In your life happiness is either cut to your length or isn't.

What delights, what pleasures does your life offer you that outweigh the raptures of death?