Contentment

"Ten poor men sleep in peace on one straw heap, as Saadi sings, But the immensest empire is too narrow for two kings."

"From labour health, from health contentment spring; Contentment opes the source of every joy."

"And how is a monk contented? Here, a monk is satisfied with a robe to protect his body, with alms to satisfy his stomach, and having accepted sufficient, he goes on his way. Just as a bird with wings flies hither and thither, burdened by nothing but its wings, so he is satisfied. In this way, Sire, a monk is contented."

"Health is the greatest gift, contentment is the greatest wealth, a trusted friend is the best relative, Nibbana is the greatest bliss."

"I would do what I pleased, and doing what I pleased, I should have my will, and having my will, I should be contented; and when one is contented, there is no more to be desired; and when there is no more to be desired, there is an end of it."

"Give what thou wilt, without thee we are poor; And with thee rich, take what thou wilt away."

"Lo and behold! God made this starry wold, The maggot and the mold; lo and behold! He taught the grass contentment blade by blade, The sanctity of sameness in a shade."

"Where wealth and freedom reign, contentment fails, And honour sinks where commerce long prevails."

"Their wants but few, their wishes all confin'd."

"Happy the man, of mortals happiest he, Whose quiet mind from vain desires is free; Whom neither hopes deceive, nor fears torment, But lives at peace, within himself content; In thought, or act, accountable to none But to himself, and to the gods alone."

"In a consumer society, contentment is a radical proposition."

"A joyful heart makes a cheerful face; A sad heart makes a despondent mood. All the days of a poor person are wretched, but contentment is a feast without end."

"Contentment furnishes constant joy. Much covetousness, constant grief. To the contented even poverty is joy. To the discontented, even wealth is a vexation."

"So well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best."

"Who seeks more than he needs, hinders himself from enjoying what he has. Seek what you need and give up what you need not. For in giving up what you don’t need, you’ll learn what you really do need."

"What is the greatest you could experience? It is the hour of the great despising. The hour in which even your happiness disgusts you and likewise your reason and your virtue."

"Let your manners be without covetousness, contented with such things as you have."

"Godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out of it. But if we have food and clothing, we will be content with that."

"Whate'er the passion, knowledge, fame, or pelf, Not one will change his neighbor with himself."

"I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm."

"He that commends me to mine own content Commends me to the thing I cannot get."

"For mine own part, I could be well content To entertain the lag-end of my life With quiet hours."

"The shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leathern bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him."

"My crown is in my heart, not on my head; Not deck'd with diamonds and Indian stones, Nor to be seen: my crown is called content; A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy."

"Why, I can smile, and murder whiles I smile, And cry, "Content" to that which grieves my heart; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions."

"'Tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow."

"Our content Is our best having."

"Shut up In measureless content."

"If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy; for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate."

"'Tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve."

"I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live. That everyone may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all his toil -- this is the gift of God."

"The noblest mind the best contentment has."

"An elegant Sufficiency, Content, Retirement, rural Quiet, Friendship, Books, Ease and alternate Labor, useful Life, Progressive Virtue, and approving Heaven!"

"Who is rich? Those who are happy with their portion."

"Ah, sweet Content, where doth thine harbour hold?"

"Happy am I; from care I'm free! Why aren't they all contented like me?"

"In Paris a queer little man you may see, A little man all in gray; Rosy and round as an apple is he, Content with the present whate'er it may be, While from care and from cash he is equally free, And merry both night and day! "Ma foi! I laugh at the world." says he, "I laugh at the world, and the world laughs at me!" What a gay little man in gray."

"There was a jolly miller once, Lived on the River Dee; He worked and sang, from morn to night; No lark so blithe as he. And this the burden of his song, Forever used to be,— "I care for nobody, not I, If no one cares for me.""

"Some things are of that nature as to make One's fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache."

"Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair."

"I'll be merry and free, I'll be sad for nae-body; If nae-body cares for me, I'll care for nae-body."

"With more of thanks and less of thought, I strive to make my matters meet; To seek what ancient sages sought, Physic and food in sour and sweet, To take what passes in good part, And keep the hiccups from the heart."

"In a cottage I live, and the cot of content, Where a few little rooms for ambition too low, Are furnish'd as plain as a patriarch's tent, With all for convenience, but nothing for show: Like Robinson Crusoe's, both peaceful and pleasant, By industry stor'd, like the hive of a bee; And the peer who looks down with contempt on a peasant. Can ne'er be look'd up to with envy by me."

"We'll therefore relish with content, Whate'er kind Providence has sent, Nor aim beyond our pow'r; For, if our stock be very small, 'Tis prudent to enjoy it all, Nor lose the present hour."

"Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish th' approaches of the last."

"What happiness the rural maid attends, In cheerful labour while each day she spends! She gratefully receives what Heav'n has sent, And, rich in poverty, enjoys content."

"Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content; The quiet mind is richer than a crown; Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent; The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown: Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss, Beggars enjoy, when princes oft do miss."

"Let's live with that small pittance which we have; Who covets more is evermore a slave."

"Quanto quisque sibi plura negaverit, A dis plura feret. Nil cupientium Nudus castra peto."

"Multa petentibus Desunt multa; bene est cui deus obtulit Parca quod satis est manu."

"Quod satis est cui contigit, nihil amplius optet."

"Sit mihi quod nunc est, etiam minus et mihi vivam Quod superest ævi—si quid superesse volunt di."

"Sit mihi mensa tripes et Coucha salis puri et toga quæ defendere frigus Quamvis crassa queat."

"Yes! in the poor man's garden grow, Far more than herbs and flowers, Kind thoughts, contentment, peace of mind, And joy for weary hours."

"It is good for us to be here."

"No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us!"

"Vive sine invidia, mollesque inglorius annos Exige; amicitias et tibi junge pares."

"The eagle nestles near the sun; The dove's low nest for me!— The eagle's on the crag; sweet one, The dove's in our green tree! For hearts that beat like thine and mine Heaven blesses humble earth;— The angels of our Heaven shall shine The angels of our Hearth!"

"Si animus est æquus tibi satis habes, qui bene vitam colas."

"Habeas ut nactus: nota mala res optima est."

"Not on the outer world For inward joy depend; Enjoy the luxury of thought, Make thine own self friend; Not with the restless throng, In search of solace roam But with an independent zeal Be intimate at home."

"Dear little head, that lies in calm content Within the gracious hollow that God made In every human shoulder, where He meant Some tired head for comfort should be laid."

"Vivite felices, quibus est fortuna peracta Jam sua."

"This is the charm, by sages often told, Converting all it touches into gold: Content can soothe, where'er by fortune placed, Can rear a garden in the desert waste."

"There is a jewel which no Indian mines can buy, No chymic art can counterfeit; It makes men rich in greatest poverty, Makes water wine; turns wooden cups to gold; The homely whistle to sweet music's strain, Seldom it comes;—to few from Heaven sent, That much in little, all in naught, Content."

"Come calm content serene and sweet, O gently guide my pilgrim feet To find thy hermit cell."

"True contentment depends not upon what we have; a tub was large enough for Diogenes, but a world was too little for Alexander."

"There are two sorts of content; one is connected with exertion, the other with habits of indolence. The first is a virtue; the other, a vice."

"We cannot be young twice; we cannot turn upon our steps, and go back to gather the garlands we gathered ten years ago. And, therefore, with a gaze over on the cross upon the distant hills, and a remembrance always of the shadow land that lies beyond, let us endeavor to be contented with small things, and to make ourselves happy in the pleasantness of simple pleasures."

"My God, give me neither poverty nor riches; but whatsoever it may be Thy will to give, give me with it a heart which knows humbly to acquiesce in what is Thy will."

"Contentment is natural wealth; luxury, artificial poverty."