Unspoken Gratitude Quotes

The joy that isn't shared dies young.

A body smiles, like, 72 times a day. Where does that smile go? That's what I want to know.

Jane was my wicked stepmother: she was generous, affectionate and resourceful; she salvaged my schooling and I owe her an unknowable debt for that. One flaw: sometimes, early on, she would tell me things designed to make me think less of my mother, and I would wave her away, saying, 'Jane, this just backfires and makes me think less of you.'

I sat with him for three hours and we did not exchange a single word. At the end he handed me, as he had done before, an envelope with money in it. It would have been much nicer if he had enclosed a greeting or a loving word. I would have been so pleased if he had.

I have a knack for writing tribute songs for people who will never know about them.

If I told you all the people that have secretly told me I've influenced them, you'd never believe it, and you'll never see it in print, either.

Great joy, especially after a sudden change of circumstances, is apt to be silent, and dwells rather in the heart than on the tongue.

I always regretted that I never had the chance to tell Dad how great I thought he was.

A song like 'Telescope' was about a friend of mine. He doesn't know it's about him.

I've been slogging ever since I was 10. Yet, when I come home there's not a kind word I get to hear from my family.

I thought they loved me, and they would scarcely have known it if I had died. All through our troubles, I was comforted with the thought that the brethren in Maulmain and America were praying for us, and they have never once thought of us.

More and more, unsolicited gifts from without are likely to be received with unconscious resentment.