Quotes About Happiness

Avrei potuto anche accontentarmi, ma è così che si diventa infelici.

People don't need love. What they need is success in form or another. It can be love but it needn't be.

Ella disfrutaba la vida, o por lo menos eso parecía. Más tarde aquello no significaría mucho para mí, me refiero a su excitada y feliz reacción ante la vida, de alguna manera me acabaría irritando, dejándome sin ningún sentimiento. Ni siquiera me aburría.

Me sentía bien no formando parte de aquello. Me alegraba de no estar enamorado, de no ser feliz con el mundo. Me gustaba estar en desacuerdo con todo. La gente enamorada a menudo se ponía cortante, peligrosa. Perdían su sentido de la perspectiva. Perdían su sentido del humor. Se ponían nerviosos, psicóticos, aburridos. Incluso se convertían en asesinos.

Na estrada, liguei o rádio e, por sorte, tocava Mozart. A vida pode ser boa em certos momentos, mas, ás vezes, isso depende de nós.

no hay gente feliz? —hay mucha gente que finge ser feliz. —¿por qué? —porque están avergonzados y asustados y no tienen el valor de admitirlo. —¿tú estás asustado? —yo sólo tengo el valor de admitirlo contigo... estoy tan asustado y tengo tanto miedo, mamá, que podría morirme en este mismo instante.

Never had I felt so good. It was better than masturbating.

las sensaciones de bienestar surgen en los momentos más extraños...

Don't you want to be happy , Henry? asked my mother. You never smile. Smile and be happy. Stop feeling sorry for yourself, said my father. Be a man! Smile, Henry!

The loss of these tastes [for poetry and music] is a loss of happiness, and may possibly be injurious to the intellect, and more probably to the moral character, by enfeebling the emotional part of our nature.

If I had my life to live over again, I would make it a rule to read some poetry, listen to some music, and see some painting or drawing at least once a week, for perhaps the part of my brain now atrophied would then have been kept alive through life. The loss of these tastes is a loss of happiness.

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If I had my life over again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once a week; for perhaps the parts of my brain now atrophied would have thus been kept active through use. The loss of these tastes is a loss of happiness, and may possibly be injurious to the intellect, and more probably to the moral character, by enfeebling the emotional part of our nature.

A pleasurable and excited state of mind, associated with affection, is exhibited by some dogs in a very peculiar manner, namely, by grinning.

What is this peace, different from that which the world gives? This peace is the one your love gives... a peace greater than suffering, not a peace without war, but a peace in spite of war, during war, above war, the peace of the soul, having, through love, its whole life in heaven and thus enjoying the peace of heaven in spite of everything which may happen on earth around it and against it. - from Michel Carrouges, Soldier of the Spirit

I have a bad habit of hugging people when I am very happy, so every one who does not wish to be embraced had better keep away.

Look To This Day For it is Life, the very Life of Life. In Its brief course lie all the Verities and Realities of your existence; The Bliss of Growth; The Glory of Action; The Splendor of Beauty; For Yesterday is but a Dream, And tomorrow is only a Vision: But Today well lived makes every Yesterday a Dream of Happiness, and Every Tomorrow a Vision of Hope. Look well, therefore, to This Day!

Surely it is a sin to reject the few gifts we are given. Be happy in the flash of time granted to us or hurt forever.

Isn't God the one who urges us to Make a joyful noise unto the Lord? Why do we always think that means singing? Seems to me the most obvious joyful sound on earth is laughter... I've seen folks quote verses like Rejoice in the Lord always while their faces look like they just buried a rich uncle who willed everything to his pregnant guinea pig. Something is missing.

I let the happy times slip through my fingers and gripped on to the sad times as if they were my heart's desire

I've learned that life is never what you expect it will be. Just as you come to the fringes of happiness, touching it, feeling it, tasting it—and desperately hoping for the rest of it—it's jerked away." "You have your art." "Yes, but that's a compulsion, not happiness. I paint because I must. I love because I want to be loved in return. Wanted to be.

may we not be strangers in the lush province of joy

you should always be doing something that satisfies you, what makes you feel good inside.

I guess the truth is I crave humiliation. What is ironic or at least curious is that in my actual life, humiliation is the thing I most fear and I most experience. Yet I am not happy. Why?