Quotes About Happiness

If our early lessons of acceptance were as successful as our early lessons of anger how much happier we would all be.

Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.

One does not kill by anger but by laughter.

The beauty that I am speaking of now was that of a woman who has come into knowledge and strength and who, knowing her hardships, trusts her strength and goes about her work even with a kind of happiness, serene somehow and secure.

He could see. And he walked along, feeling the joy of a man who sees, a joy that a man tends to forget in sufficient light.

She was another gift, surely, to us all. She was a happiness that made me cry.

Look in and see him looking out. He is not always quiet, but there have been times when happiness has come to him, unasked, like the stillness on the water that holds the evening clear while it subsides - and he let go what he was not.

become good. It would become beautiful. It would make us happy, and not with the future happiness of political promising. It would make us happy as soon as we began to do it.

A window opening on nothing but the blank sky was endlessly attractive to me…. A window that looked out into a tree was a source of inexpressible happiness…

Be joyful though you have considered all the facts.

Although we cannot command it, we choose joy, making a deliberate commitment to happiness (essentially another word for peace).

When people see you're happy doing what you're doing, it sort of takes the power away from them to tease you about it.

The trick is that as long as you know who you are and what makes you happy, it doesn't matter how others see you.

The people on the train with me don't know it, but in my head I'm dancing.

He could never be happy; as an obsessive perfectionist, perfection would always stay tantalizingly out of reach

Ralph let out a whoop

happiness cannot last, he thought. It is too intense.

You hear more than enough of married people living together miserably. Here is an example to the contrary. Let it be a warning to some of you, and an encouragement to others. In the meantime, I will go on with my story.

Miss Fairlie laughed with a ready good-humour, which broke out as brightly as if it had been part of the sunshine above us…

The mountain-path of Action is no longer a path for me; my future hope pauses with my present happiness in the shadowed valley of Repose.

How much happier we should be,' she thought to herself sadly, 'if we never grew up!

He was, out of all sight (as I remember him), the nicest boy that ever spun a top or broke a window.

Well may your heart believe the truths Well may your heart believe the truths I tell; 'Tis virtue makes the bliss, where'er we dwell.

Miss Fairlie laughed with a ready good-humour, which broke out as brightly as if it had been part of the sunshine above us, over her lovely face. I