Quotes About Happiness

Recordar un buen momento es sentirse feliz de nuevo.

Casi siempre oí opinar sobre el caso de matrimonios mal venidos en el sentido de que, si el marido falla, la mujer debe, pesar de todo, tolerarlo, sufrir y callar con tal de mantener la vida conyugal" (. ..) "yo vengo de una familia mal avenida; siempre creí que mi madre tenía que haber ahorrado los sufrimientos que le dio mi padre y haber salvado algo de felicidad para su vida

I watch him up on the screen as I hold his hand in the audience, and I think that everything in life is kind of unreal, isn't it? And then I'm thinking - is it so impossible to imagine or believe? - that a man and a woman can find happiness together for a little while, which, after all, is all that we have. All anyone has. I think it can happen.

The more the heart is sated with joy, the more it becomes insatiable.

Drama can feel like therapy whereas comedy feels like there's been a pressure and a weight lifted off of you. You come to work and you laugh all day, you go home and you feel light and there's a certain feeling when you're sitting with the audience and they leave after 90 minutes and it's just pure escapism and they're happy.

You come to work and you laugh all day, you go home and you feel light and there's a certain feeling when you're sitting with the audience and they leave after 90 minutes and it's just pure escapism and they're happy.

What were you like," I asked her. "we're you happy? Or were you smiling because they told you to?

He wants to laugh out loud or punch a wall. He feels drunk or at least carbonated. Insane. At first, he thinks this is happiness, but then he determines it's love. Fucking love , he thinks. What a bother . It's completely gotten in the way of his plan to drink himself to death, to drive his business to ruin. The most annoying thing about it is that once a person gives a shit about one thing, he finds he has to start giving a shit about everything.

Saying you're through with romance is like saying you're done with living, Betty. Life is better with a little romance, you know.

Chocolate doesn't solve everything, Nana." "It solves a whole heck of a lot, though.

Oh, all stories are the same, aren't they? Men and women fall in love or out of love. People are born; people die. It al ends happily or it all ends sadly, and the difference matters only to the people involved.

In truth, she hadn't put much thought into whether she was happy before. She supposes that since she never thought about it, she must have been happy. People who are happy don't really need to ask themselves if they are happy or not, do they? They just are happy, she thinks.

It's easier to be happy than to be sad. Being sad takes alot of work. It's exhausting

At first, he thinks this is happiness, but then he determines it's love. Fucking love, he thinks. What a bother. It's completely gotten in the way of his plan to drink himself to death, to drive his business to ruin. The most annoying thing about it is that once a person gives a shit about one thing, he finds he has to start giving a shit about everything.

He was like a bright, warm light over everything in her life. She felt lit up, turned on. There was no one better to talk to about games. Yes, she loved him, but she also liked him. She liked herself when she was with him.

He was happiest when he did not have to think about his body--when he could forget that he had a body at all.

She had, he thought, one of the world's great laughs. The kind of laugh where a person didn't feel that he was being laughed at. The kind of laugh that was an invitation: I cordially invite you to join in this matter that I find assuming.

There must be more to life than working and swimming and playing Go." "The boredom you speak of," Alabaster said. "It is what most of us call happiness.

Sadie," he said. "Do you know why I want to make a game?" "Of course. Because you foolishly think it will make you rich and famous." "No. It's very simple. I want to make something that will make people happy.

No. It's very simple. I want to make something that will make people happy.

He was like a bright, warm light over everything in her life.

It is lucky, she thinks, that we don't feel all the love inside us every moment.

En Sam sempre havia dit que en Marx era la persona més afortunada que havia conegut mai: tenia sort amb els amants, a la feina, en l'aspecte físic, en la vida. Però com més coneixia en Marx, més pensava la Sadie que en Sam no havia entès la veritable naturalesa de la bona fortuna d'en Marx. En Marx era afortunat perque ho veia tot com una riquesa fortuita.

Once I surrendered to it, all I tasted was the sweetness.