Quotes About Happiness

Prosperity argues capacity. Win in the lottery, and behold! you are a clever man. He who triumphs is venerated. Be born with a silver spoon in your mouth! everything lies in that. Be lucky, and you will have all the rest; be happy, and people will think you great. Outside of five or six immense exceptions, which compose the splendor of a century, contemporary admiration is nothing but short-sightedness.

God can add nothing to the happiness of those who love, except to give them endless duration. After a life of love, an eternity of love is, in fact, an augmentation; but to increase in intensity even the ineffable felicity which love bestows on the soul even in this world, is impossible, even to God. God is the plenitude of heaven; love is the plenitude of man.

The poor man shuddered inside, flooded with an angelic bliss; he told himself in a burst of joy that this would last all his life; he

Madame Victurnien sometimes saw her passing, from her window, noticed the distress of that creature who, thanks to her, had been put back in her proper place, and congratulated herself. The happiness of the evil-minded is black.

the goodness of the mother is written in the gayety of the child;

Nothing is so charming as the ruddy tints that happiness can shed around a garret room.

The greatest happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved--loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.

I desire to forget life. Life is a hideous invention of I know not whom. It lasts no time at all, and is worth nothing. One breaks one's neck in living. Life is a theatre set in which there are but few practicable entrances. Happiness is an antique reliquary painted on one side only. Ecclesiastes says: 'All is vanity.' I agree with that good man, who never existed, perhaps.

The goodness of the mother is written in the gaiety of the child.

Their own destiny is a far-off thing to them ... One declines, descends, trickles away, even crumbles away, and yet is hardly conscious of it one's self. It always ends, it is true, in an awakening, but the awakening is tardy. In the meantime, it seems as though we held ourselves neutral in the game which is going on between our happiness and our unhappiness. We are the stake, and we look on at the game with indifference.

You were speaking of my name a little while ago. That touched me; but let us, whoever we may be, distrust names. They may delude us. I am called Felix, and I am not happy. Words are liars. Let us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It

Kebahagiaan terbesar di dunia ialah merasa yakin kita dicintai.

There is still a certain grace in a dead festival. It has been happy.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction of being loved for yourself, or, more correctly speaking, loved in spite of yourself. To be served is to be caressed.

To love, or to have loved,—this suffices. Demand nothing more. There is no other pearl to be found in the shadowy folds of life. To love is a fulfilment

To love or have loved is enough. Don't ask for anything more. There is no other pearl to be found in the shadowy folds of life. To love is an achievement.

The supreme happiness of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for one's own sake-let us say rather in spite of one's self.

Be born with a silver spoon in your mouth! everything lies in that. Be lucky, and you will have all the rest; be happy, and people will think you great.

the goodness of the mother is written on the gaiety of the child.

Si se quiere ser feliz, señor, no se puede tener sentido del deber; pues, si uno lo tiene, el deber es implacable. Se diría que nos castiga por querer cumplir con él; pero, no, más bien nos recompensa, pues nos precipita en un infierno en el que nos sentimos cerca de Dios. Apenas nos hemos desgarrado las entrañas, nos hallamos en paz con nosotros mismos.

I am not enthusiastic over your Jesus, who preaches renunciation and sacrifice to the last extremity. 'Tis the counsel of an avaricious man to beggars. Renunciation; why? Sacrifice; to what end? I do not see one wolf immolating himself for the happiness of another wolf. Let us stick to nature, then.

The supreme happiness of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for one's own sake—let us say rather, loved in spite of one's self.

Let us remark by the way, that to be blind and to be loved, is, in fact, one of the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness upon this earth, where nothing is complete.

Sono questi gli effetti dell'amore, dell'infanzia, della gioventù, della gioia. La novità della terra e della vita c'entra per qualche cosa. Nulla è incantevole come il riflesso colorante della felicità sulla soffitta. Tutti abbiamo nel nostro passato una soffitta azzurra.