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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.
He that has satisfied his thirst turns his back on the well.
He that has satisfied his thirst turns his back on the well.
Because gratification of a desire leads to the temporary stilling of the mind and the experience of the peaceful, joyful read more
Because gratification of a desire leads to the temporary stilling of the mind and the experience of the peaceful, joyful Self it's no wonder that we get hooked on thinking that happiness comes from the satisfaction of desires. This is the meaning of the old adage, "Joy is not in things, it is in us.".
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, like love, is never a dependable international emotion.
Gratitude, like love, is never a dependable international emotion.
I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds
With coldness still returning;
Alas! the gratitude of men
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I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds
With coldness still returning;
Alas! the gratitude of men
Hath often left me mourning.
True thanksgiving means that we need to thank God for what He has done for us, and not to tell read more
True thanksgiving means that we need to thank God for what He has done for us, and not to tell Him what we have done for Him. -.
A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
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.