If you want to know how fortunate you are, visit three places: the slum, the hospital, and the cemetery.
It's a funny thing about life, once you begin to take note of the things you are grateful for, you begin to lose sight of the things that you lack.
Happiness is not a thing - it is a feeling, a way of joyful living and being. It comes from inner fulfilment and appreciating the world you live in.
Just knowing that you are there and you would be thinking about me while I am thinking about you makes my heart feel serene and contented.
See the world through the eyes of your inner child.The eyes that sparkle in awe and amazement as they see love, magic and mystery in the most ordinary things.
If you have food on your table, clothes on your back, a roof on your head, and a dream in your heart, you have everything you need in life.
The hidden hand of contentment is in the rewards of the gratified. The hidden hand of bliss is in the rewards of the tranquil. The hidden hand of happiness is in the rewards of the elated. The hidden hand of joy is in the rewards of the jubilant.
We had little but we didn't know we had little. It seemed to us that we had much and we were very content.
Hoarding can never end, for the heart of man always covets for more, its raging appetites can only be quenched by the heavy sands of the grave.
.... just find your way, like a river settling into its bed, and the sigh of the wind over a lake, light but restful... content with the joy in the arc of an arm throwing a ball for a dog to fetch, the ease of the grassy slope stretching away, birds in the trees singing sweet high notes, flowers growing close in the ditch.