Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.

Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.

I don't like it when people on the street say "smile" or "cheer up." It's a real cheap line. I'm read more

I don't like it when people on the street say "smile" or "cheer up." It's a real cheap line. I'm feeling good. I'm feeling real grateful for everything. It's a solid time in my life. When people say I look sad, they're wrong.

Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all the others.

Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all the others.

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

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.]

Learn everything you can, anytime you can, from anyone you can - there will always come a time when you read more

Learn everything you can, anytime you can, from anyone you can - there will always come a time when you will be grateful you did.

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

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

Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.

Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.

If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the deep,
The sky if no longer dark tempests deform;
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If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the deep,
The sky if no longer dark tempests deform;
When our perils are past shall our gratitude sleep?
No! Here's to the pilot that weather'd the storm!