Quotes About Abundance

The man who is not thankful for things received is not likely to be the recipient of many gifts from the same source. Until this quality of the mind is disciplined, man will not see the desert blossom as the rose. Praise and thanksgiving are to the invisible gifts of God (one's desires) what rain and sun are to the unseen seeds in the bosom of the earth.

Because I am now conscious of being good and merciful, signs of goodness and mercy are compelled to follow me all the days of my life, for I will continue to dwell in the house (or consciousness) of being God (good) forever.

the substance is a magnet. Magnetism is not generated; it is displayed. Health, wealth, beauty, and genius are not created; they are only manifested by the arrangement of your mind–that is, by your concept of yourself.

When you take responsibility for your actions, accept that life isn't fair, get rid of excuses, become a doer, and develop an abundance mentality, you will break down many of the barriers keeping you from true success. You will be well on the way to maximizing the potential that God has given you.

God wants each and every one of us to succeed, provided that our definition of success is right. God wants us to reach our potential and contribute to the world in tremendous ways. Success in the general sense is God's way of sharing abundance. He uses your success to bless others while you benefit yourself. Success is a multiplier, not a divider,

Por abundantes que fueran los peces en el mar, se necesitaba una red o un sedal y un anzuelo, como mínimo.

All around the circle, feeding on the green, green grass were fat and happy horses...

The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little. —FRANKLIN D. ROOSEVELT, Second Inaugural Address, January 20, 1937

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Galaxies are not scarce. There are at least one hundred billion in the universe, with each containing roughly one hundred billion stars. That's 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 – or ten sextillion – stars altogether, perhaps many more. It's an unintelligible number, and then an awe-striking one – and then a horror story.

Men, I have found, are more generous when their bellies are full.

A good land, and rich, but poisoned by fear.

Everything tasted round and ripe. The air was as rich and sweet as cider. Just breathing fed some part of her.

Son, don't mind what's missing. Count allthat's free: friendship, laughter, all thelove your heart can carry, and time -- count time.

Jealousy is a waste of energy...focus on what I have, not what I don't.

riches is not wealth but wealth is riches.

We can only share what we have at hand already.

For all that is good, For all that is ours, Thanks to the spirits, Thanks to the Powers! (blessing over a meal)

Give up all and you gain all. Then life becomes what it was meant to be: pure radiation from an inexhaustible source. In that light, the world appears dimly like a dream.

The things money can't buy, goes the famous quote, you don't want anyway. Which is bullshit, because in truth there is nothing money can't buy. Not really. Love, happiness, peace of mind. It's all available for a price. The fact is, there's enough money on earth to make everyone whole, if we could just learn to do what any toddler knows—share. But money,

Mr. Ankerson, however, was well provided for already. He had ordered a bottle of whisky for himself and was quietly enjoying a one-man orgy in the corner.

Vista dall'esterno, la mia esistenza era scheletrica; vista dall'interno ispirava quello che ispirano gli appartamenti il cui unico mobilio è una biblioteca sontuosamente stracolma di libri: l'ammirazione gelosa per chi non si sovraccarica del superfluo e trabocca del necessario

Craiceann a shníonn go gléineach thar do ghéaga mar bhainne á dháil as crúiscíní am lóin is tread gabhar ag gabháil thar chnocáin do chuid gruaige cnocáin ar a bhfuil faillte arda is dhá ghleann atá domhain. (Leaba Shíoda)

Lover of pleasure without plenty is a lover of poverty.