Karen Thompson Walker Quotes

What joy can the years bring half so sweet as the unhappiness they've taken away?

No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

If I'm breathing in 2016, I'll be happy.

A love of nature is a consolation against failure.

If you are writing any book about the end of the world, what you are really writing about is what's worth saving about it.

'Old times' never come back and I suppose it's just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year, and that's better.

Only with a new ruler do you realize the value of the old.

Small things sometimes mean a whole lot!

Don't take for granted things.

Life is a precious gift - a gift we often take for granted until it is threatened.

Life is passion, celebration in the face of chaos, light in the face of darkness, hope in the face of despair, and joy, for the universe without life feels nothing, is nothing, and does nothing except slowly die.

Relief is not a word that ever enters my mind, about anything.

The thing that made me happy is you live to see the next day and you get an opportunity to do it again.

Mom, I love you. I love you, and our lives are gonna change. We don't have to struggle no more.

It's just a fact of life that you don't realize what you've got until it's gone.

When God gives you a second chance, it's not something you take for granted.

Sometimes I flashback and say, 'Wow I'm still doing this. Wow, it's crazy.' And I'm very thankful, but I think my body needs a rest.

Everywhere I go, particularly when there's people who know me or recognize me, I get the warmest hugs and happiest sighs full of hope and full of relief.

I got this second chance at life, and I live it.

Sweet is the remembrance of troubles when you are in safety.

For it falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lacked and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us While it was ours.

Is it really sick for me to be happy right now?" I asked. My voice broke twice. He didn't push me away. He pulled me tight against his ice-hard chest, so tight it was hard to breathe, even with my lungs securely intact. "I know exactly what you mean," he whispered. "But we have lot of reasons to be happy. For one, we're alive." "Yes," I agreed. "That's a good one." "And together," he breathed. His breath was so sweet it made my head swim.

Acceptance is appreciation, and the high value of appreciation is such that to appreciate appreciation seems to be the fundamental prerequisite for survival. Mankind will not die for lack of information; it may perish for lack of appreciation.

Sometimes now was enough. Sometimes it was everything.

I learned to value the small transactions as well as the large.