I figure if I have my health, can pay the rent and I have my friends, I call it 'content.'
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.
I'm determined to be contented, and having plenty of money from working makes it easier for me.
Life for rent means that my life isn't really my own, I only rented it for a while, but if I don't manage to buy it, to own it, then nothing of what I think is mine is really mine.
If I couldn't use food or love to define contentment, I would use reading.
All of us have to make some accommodations and allowances if we are to live with another person.
The service we render others is the rent we pay for our room on earth.
It always seems to me that my life would look completely different if I didn't have to take care of the rent.
A lifestyle is what you pay for; a life is what pays you.
These days an income is something you can't live without - or within.
Content is a word unknown to life; it is also a word unknown to man.