If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubts, but if he will content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties.
The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.
The mystery of the beginning of all things is insoluble by us; and I for one must be content to remain an agnostic.
He has the most who is most content with the least.
You traverse the world in search of happiness, which is within the reach of every man. A contented mind confers it on all.
We rarely find anyone who can say he has lived a happy life, and who, content with his life, can retire from the world like a satisfied guest.
Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.
When you are content to be simply yourself and don't compare or compete, everybody will respect you.
Scientific knowledge advances haltingly and is stimulated by contention and doubt.
Poetry, whatever the manifest content of the poem, is always a violation of the rationalism and morality of bourgeois society.
The greatest wealth is to be content with little.
“No man understands a deep book until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents.
Now is the winter of our discontent.
We shouldn't teach great books; we should teach a love of reading. Knowing the contents of a few works of literature is a trivial achievement. Being inclined to go on reading is a great achievement.
He is richest who is content with the least, for content is the wealth of nature.
Is it not true, then, that my life with all its limitation touches at many points the life of the World Beautiful? Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be, therein to be content.
If you look for perfection, you'll never be content.
Books have the same enemies as people: fire, humidity, animals, weather, and their own content.