Quotations On Contentment

  • To secure a contented spirit, measure your desires by your fortune, and not your fortune by your desires.—Jeremy Taylor.
I press to bear no haughty sway;
I wish no more than may suffice:
I do no more than well I may,
Look what I lack, my mind supplies;
Lo, thus I triumph like a king,
My mind's content with anything.
  • Enjoy your own life without comparing it with that of another. —Condorcet.
  • To be content with little is difficult; to be content with much, impossible.—Marie Ebner-Eschenbach.
  • 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.—Gotthold.
  • One who is contented with what he has done will never become famous for what he will do. He has lain down to die. The grass is already growing over him.—Bovee.
  • Contentment is a pearl of great price, and whoever procures it at the expense of ten thousand desires makes a wise and a happy purchase.—Balguy.
  • He is richest who is content with the least; for content is the wealth of nature.—Socrates.
  • Learn to be pleased with everything, with wealth so far as it makes us beneficial to others; with poverty, for not having much to care for; and with obscurity, for being unenvied.—Plutarch.
  • Without content, we shall find it almost as difficult to please others as ourselves.—Greville.
  • True contentment depends not upon what we have; a tub was large enough for Diogenes, but a world was too little for Alexander.—Colton.

Content with poverty my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.

  • It is right to be contented with what we have, but never with what we are.—Sir James Mackintosh.
  • Unless we find repose within ourselves, it is vain to seek it elsewhere.—Hosea Ballou.
  • The noblest mind the best contentment has.—Spenser.
  • I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.—Philippians 4:11.

Poor and content, is rich and rich enough;
But riches, fineless, is as poor as winter,
To him that ever fears he shall be poor.

  • If men knew what felicity dwells in the cottage of a godly man, how sound he sleeps, how quiet his rest, how composed his mind, how free from care, how easy his position, how moist his mouth, how joyful his heart, they would never admire the noises, the diseases, the throngs of passions, and the violence of unnatural appetites that fill the house of the luxurious and the heart of the ambitious.—Jeremy Taylor.