Quotes About Abundance

The life of sensation is the life of greed; it requires more and more. The life of the spirit requires less and less; time is ample and its passage sweet.

It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted in pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. What you see is what you get.

Similarly, the impulse to keep to yourself what you have learned is not only shameful; it is destructive. Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you.

One of the few things I know about writing is this:spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book, or for another book; give it, give it all, give it now. The impulse to save something good for a better place later is a signal to spend it now. Something more will arise later, something better. These things fill from behind, from beneath, like well water.

The creator is not puritan. A creature need not work for a living; creatures may simply steal and suck and be blessed for all that with a share—an enormous share—of the sunlight and air.

I don't know what it is about fecundity that so appalls. I suppose it is the teeming evidence that birth and growth, which we value, are ubiquitous and blind, that life itself is so astonshingly cheap, that nature is as careless as it is bountiful, and that with extravagence goes a crushing waste that will one day include our own cheap lives, Henle's loops and all. Every glistening egg is a memento mori.

The world always had more details than you could remember, more than you could even see, and a thousand times more than you could ever write down. You were always deleting and forgetting far more than you could express in words.

a magic purse that can never be emptied no matter how much he spends.

Rich is my word for someone who can afford to make choices, who has enough resources to do more than merely survive.

Generosity generates income. This works whether you are selling paintings or innovation or a service. Linus

Abundance is possible, but only if we can imagine it and then embrace it. Will

The abundance mindset makes it easier to be graceful.

We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.

Well, dearest, what would you tell a farmer who had an over-abundant harvest? To plant less, of course!... I am not complaining about the frequency of the planting, she said. I'd just rather not reap a crop every year.

Letting go—abandoning, relinquishing—is actually the same mind state as generosity. So the practice of giving deeply influences the feeling tone of our meditation practice, and vice versa.

Generosity has such power because it is characterized by the inner quality of letting go or relinquishing.

Sharing food is a metaphor for all giving. When we offer someone food, we are not just giving that person something to eat; we are giving far more. We give strength, health, beauty, clarity of mind, and even life, because none of those things would be possible without food. So when we feed another, this is what we are offering: the substance of life itself.

Enough is a feast. If you are terrified, if you feel impoverished within, if you feel perpetually humiliated, enough will never seem like enough. If you are in touch with inner strength, energy, uplift, enough is more than enough -- like a feast.

Instead of walking around with the feeling that we do not have enough, that there is never enough, that we are not enough, we can recognize that the world is in fact magically providing, with just what it is providing.

Yeah, well, if ifs and buts were candy and nuts, then we'd never go hungry. (Syn)

He deserves nothing. Nothing but our scorn. (Father) Then I am rich indeed from the abundance of that which you've shown me. (Acheron)

The point is to savor and treasure every moment, every breath. They are precious because they are limited. Nothing in abundance is ever held dear. It's cast off without any thought whatsoever. But happiness, victory, and life are sacred because they are fleeting and stingily measured.

How many more are there like you? (Maggie) Enough to make the cast of a Cecil B. DeMille film look like a two-man opera. (Wren)

So whose car will you use to train him in?" his mom asked. "One of my others." His mom quirked a brow at that. "Others? How many cars do you own?" "Ummmm…" Ash stroked the side of his face with his fingers. "A lot." "You don't know?" she asked, aghast. "Not really. Most are kept in storage and I have them delivered when I want to drive them.