Ingratitude Quotes
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Ingratitude is the essence of vileness.
Immanuel Kant -
In the light of the Divine Goodness, it seems to me, though others may think differently, that ingratitude is the most abominable of sins and that it should be detested in the sight of our Creator and Lord by all of His creatures who are capable of enjoying His divine and everlasting glory.
Saint Ignatius
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The man who is worthy of being a leader of men will never complain about the stupidity of his helpers, the ingratitude of mankind nor the inappreciation of the public. These are all a part of the great game of life. To meet them and overcome them and not to go down before them in disgust, discouragement or defeat-that is the final proof of power.
William J. H. Boetcker -
True generosity means accepting ingratitude.
Coco Chanel -
If we are devoted to the cause of humanity, we shall soon be crushed and broken-hearted, for we shall often meet with more ingratitude from men than we would from a dog; but if our motive is love to God, no ingratitude can hinder us from serving our fellow men.
Oswald Chambers -
Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
William Shakespeare -
The memory of benefits is a frail defence against ingratitude.
Leonardo da Vinci -
Next to ingratitude the most painful thing to bear is gratitude.
Henry Ward Beecher
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Even this artistic life, which we know is not real life, appears to me to be so alive and so vital that it would be a form ingratitude not to be content with it.
Vincent Van Gogh -
Nothing is a greater stranger to my breast, or a sin that my soul more abhors, than that black and detestable one, ingratitude.
George Washington -
Ingratitude is monstrous.
William Shakespeare -
Greed's worst point is its ingratitude.
Seneca the Younger -
He is ungrateful who denies that he has received a kindness which has been bestowed upon him; he is ungrateful who conceals it; he is ungrateful who makes no return for it; most ungrateful of all is he who forgets it.
Seneca the Younger -
Ingratitude is the frost that nips the flower even as it opens, that shrivels the generous apple on the branch, that freezes the fountain in mid-flow and numbs the hand, even in the very act of giving. It is a sin of silence, absence and omission, as winter's sin is a lack of light; a sin against charity, which otherwise warms the heart and, in the truest sense, makes the world turn.”
Ann Wroe