Gratitude - the meanest and most snivelling attribute in the world.

Gratitude - the meanest and most snivelling attribute in the world.

Both abundance and lack exist simultaneously in our lives, as parallel realities. It is always our conscious choice which secret read more

Both abundance and lack exist simultaneously in our lives, as parallel realities. It is always our conscious choice which secret garden we will tend... when we choose not to focus on what is missing from our lives but are grateful for the abundance that's present -- love, health, family, friends, work, the joys of nature and personal pursuits that bring us pleasure -- the wasteland of illusion falls away and we experience Heaven on earth.

Let the man, who would be grateful, think of repaying a kindness,
even while receiving it.
[Lat., Qui read more

Let the man, who would be grateful, think of repaying a kindness,
even while receiving it.
[Lat., Qui gratus futurus est statim dum accipit de reddendo
cogitet.]

As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to read more

As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.

Gratitude is a duty which ought to be paid, but which none have a right to expect.

Gratitude is a duty which ought to be paid, but which none have a right to expect.

We seldom find people ungrateful so long as it is thought we can serve them.

We seldom find people ungrateful so long as it is thought we can serve them.

When you are grateful fear disappears and abundance appears

When you are grateful fear disappears and abundance appears

Feeling grateful or appreciative of someone or something in your life actually attracts more of the things that you appreciate read more

Feeling grateful or appreciative of someone or something in your life actually attracts more of the things that you appreciate and value into your life.

Let but the commons hear this testament,
Which (pardon me) I do not mean to read,
And read more

Let but the commons hear this testament,
Which (pardon me) I do not mean to read,
And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds
And dip their napkins in his sacred blood;
Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,
And dying, mention it within their wills,
Bequeathing it as a rich legacy
Upon their issue.