Show Me A Thoroughly Contented Person, And I Will Show You A Useless One.
It Seems That Everyone Has Their Own Inexplicable Fear To Have Nightmares About. We Need Nightmares To Keep Ourselves Entertained, And Fend Off The Contentment That We All Fear And Abhor So Much.
We Only See In A Lifetime A Dozen Faces Marked With The Peace Of A Contented Spirit.
Writing A Novel Is One Of Those Modern Rites Of Passage, I Think, That Lead Us From An Innocent World Of Contentment, Drunkenness, And Good Humor, To A State Of Chronic Edginess And The Perpetual Scanning Of Bank Statements.
Children Internalize Their Parents' Unhappiness. Fortunately, They Absorb Our Contentment Just As Readily.
There Is Greatness In The Fear Of God, Contentment In Faith Of God, And Honour In Humility.
Happiness Is Open To All, Since, When You Boil It Down, It Merely Consists Of Contentment With What You Have Got And Doing What You Can For Other People.
The True Bounds And Limitations, Whereby Human Knowledge Is Confined And Circumscribed,... Are Three: The First, That We Do Not So Place Our Felicity In Knowledge, As We Forget Our Mortality: The Second, That We Make Application Of Our Knowledge, To Give Ourselves Repose And Contentment, And Not Distates Or Repining: The Third, That We Do Not Presume By The Contemplation Of Nature To Attain To The Mysteries Of God.
The Same Know Contentment, For Beauty Is Their Lover, And Beauty Is Never Absent From This World.
