Quotes about Appreciation
Some people get angry because God put thorns on roses, while others praise him for putting roses among thorns.
— Anonymous
You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her.
— Anonymous
Look, as a child growing up it occurred to me that I had everything I could have wanted: a roof over my head, education, food. All of it because my father provided... My way of giving back was being that invisible guy. Giving something back from a lifetime of taking.
— Frank Sinatra Jr.
He who loves with purity considers not the gift of the lover, but the love of the giver.
— Thomas a Kempis
Live life when you have it. Life is a splendid gift-there is nothing small about it.
— Florence Nightingale
The most ordinary things of life are extraordinary.
— Francine Rivers
I think about what I've lost instead of thinking about what I have.
— Francine Rivers
In spring, Granny would send me off to pick bluets, violets, and windflowers. As the weeks passed, she'd ask for yellow lady's slippers and bleeding hearts, then roses and white rhododendron clusters that grew along the stream. She'd always seem to know the day when the mayflies danced and died. When I'd come back from whatever venture she'd sent me on, she'd talk about how life was precious.
— Francine Rivers
Don't let a day go by without seeing some wonder in it, Cadi. Stop moping around the house wishing for things to change between ye and yer mama. Go out and see what's there for ye." God was there. God was everywhere.
— Francine Rivers
Michael saw God in everything. He saw him in the wind and the rain and the earth. He saw him in the crops that were growing. He saw God in the nature of the animals that inhabited their land. He saw him in the flames of their evening fire.
— Francine Rivers
She didn't make life easy on those who loved her, but she was worth it.
— Francine Rivers
All day Annie had watched family members, friends, and neighbors wander around the garden, and she kept thinking how they were all like flowers. Some were poppies, blooming bold and brief. Others were like ornamental vines, passionflowers, or trumpets. Still others were shy violets and wallflowers. And all together, what a beautiful world they made. Everyone different, everyone amazing to behold.
— Francine Rivers