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.
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.
He is richest who is content with the least; for content is the wealth of nature.—Socrates.
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.
—Shakespeare.
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.
It is right to be contented with what we have, but never with what we are.—Sir James Mackintosh.
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.
—Dryden.