Content is a word unknown to life; it is also a word unknown to man.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
'Content' is a word that has never sat well with me. Like 'maturity'. They are two words I've never liked. I think they imply some sort of decay. A settling.
Content begets content.
When you make content, you try things, and they don't always work. You learn from it and figure out what's next.
We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness.
True contentment is a thing as active as agriculture. It is the power of getting out of any situation all that there is in it. It is arduous and it is rare.
Contentment is work so engrossing that you do not know that you are working.
If I couldn't use food or love to define contentment, I would use reading.
Contentment is, after all, simply refined indolence.
We have to understand that content is king now. And it doesn't matter what the source of the content and where it's coming from, as long as it is workable.
I just feel like content is content; people want to see it resonate.