Nothing is a greater stranger to my breast, or a sin that my soul more abhors, than that black and detestable one, ingratitude.

Gratitude is a sickness suffered by dogs.

We should not cry about something that was taken from us, but, yes, love what we have been given. Because what is really ours is never gone forever.

There's no way I could pay you back but my plan is to show you that I understand, you are appreciated.

Lose yourself in the far off worlds that are right under your feet. Switch below with above all the way up into infinity. We should be thankful who we are, whether we know ourselves or not.

It's easy to say, 'I love you,' to someone, but it's more meaningful to thank someone for loving you.