#contentment

Peace, plenty, and contentment reign throughout our borders, and our beloved country presents a sublime moral spectacle to the world. ↗

— James K. Polk

#beloved #beloved country #borders #contentment #country

I don't look for bliss, just contentment. ↗

— Alison Krauss

#contentment #i #just #look

Just resign yourself to the fact that you're going to be miserable so you can finally be happy. (It's a sound theory, if you think about it hard enough.) ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#happiness #life #misery #resolve #richelle

And besides . . . I don’t want to leave you. Er, you guys.” He smiled, and it lit up his whole face. “Well, ‘we’ are certainly happy to hear that. Oh, and I’m also happy to watch our darling little love child dragon while you’re in St. Louis.” I grinned back. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#awww #contentment #conversation #humor #love

Happiness is in contentment, gratitude, and love. It is a lifestyle, not a location. ↗

— Ogwo David Emenike

#fulfillment #gratitude #happiness #inspirational #love

I think the secret to a hoppy life is a selective memory. Remember what you are most grateful for and quickly forget what your not. ↗

— Richard Paul Evans

#forgetting-the-past #inspirational #memory #inspirational

The greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances. ↗

— Martha Washington

#circumstances #contentment #happiness #attitude

Life is perphas after all simply this thing and then the next. We are all of us improvising. We find a careful balance only to discover that gravity or stasis or love or dismay or illness or some other force suddenly tows us in an unexpected direction. We wake up to find that we have changed abruptly in a way that is perculiar and inexplicable. We are constanly adjusting, making it up, feeling our way forward, figuring out how to be and where to go next. We work it out, how to be happy, but sooner or later comes a change-sometimes something small, sometimes everything at once- and we have to start over again, feeling our way back to a provisional state of contentment. ↗

— Anne Giardini

#life #start-over #change

Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. ↗

— Alexander Pope

#dream #home #land #not-my-life #dreams

We get too comfortable with this orphanage universe, though. We sit in our pews, or behind our pulpits, knowing that our children watch "Christian" cartoons instead of slash films. We vote for the right candidates and know all the right "worldview" talking points. And we're content with the world we know, just adjusted a little for our identity as Christians. That's precisely why so many of us are so atrophied in our prayers, why our prayers rarely reach the level of "groanings too deep for words" (Rom 8:26). We are too numbed to be as frustrated as the Spirit is with the way things are. ↗

— Russell Moore

#prayer #family