Quotes About Happiness

He tried to say her name, but it came out as "Merry." A word of joy, shaped in longing.

There's no such thing as a tax on happiness," Helen said, rubbing her forehead. The countess regarded her with rueful sympathy. "My poor girl... it certainly can't be had for free.

You must learn to ignore what people say," Sebastian murmured, coming to her. Standing behind her, he rested his fingers lightly on her shoulders, causing her to start a little. "You'll be much happier that way." Suddenly his voice was tipped with amusement. "I've learned that while gossip about others is often true, it's never true when it is about oneself.

Take my advice, you daft block o' wood. Be happy while you're living—you'll be a long time dead.

Hooray for me, I'm so very lucky. Not only do I have the biggest piece of cake, it's a corner piece with a sugar-paste flower on top, and everyone else is sick with envy.

There is no happiness for any individual, man or woman, who does not dwell within the broad zone of average." Pandora

you can't go looking for happiness as if it were a shoe you lost under the bed. You already have it, you see? You just have to let yourself be.

Both of you think happiness is this thing you have to chase after, like a child with a shiny toy. It won't happen until you start finding ways to take care of other people instead of ways to please yourself.

You are everything that's ever been my favorite thing," she wanted to tell him. "You are my love song, my birthday cake, the sound of ocean waves and French words and a baby's laugh. You're a snow angel, crème brulée, a kaleidoscope filled with glitter. I love you and you'll never catch up, because I've gotten a head start and my heart is racing at light speed.

Tell me what was said," she prompted. "I informed Mr. Swift quite sternly that I will not allow anyone to make Daisy unhappy. And I demanded that he give me his word not to marry her." "Oh, thank God," Lillian said with a sigh of relief. "He refused." "He what?" Her mouth fell open in astonishment. "But no one refuses you." "Apparently Mr. Swift wasn't told about that," he said.

Marcus's fear that his wife might succumb to childbed fever receded day by day as Lillian returned to her old self, healthy and slender and vigorous. His relief was vast. He had never known such overwhelming love for one person, nor had he anticipated that Lillian would so quickly become his essential requirement for happiness. Anything that was in his power to do for Lillian would be done.

Holly's presence in their lives offered a kind of grace neither of them had ever known before. A reminder of innocence. Something happened to you, they discovered, when you were given the unconditional love and trust of a child. You wanted to try to deserve it.

And there were no rules for how to deal with the death of someone you loved. You had to accept that the loss would always stay with you, like a reminder note pinned to the inside of your jacket. But there were still opportunities for happiness. Even joy.

Tolstoy isn't the only reason I don't wish to marry," Pandora said. "Whatever your reasons, they are unsound. I will explain to you later why you do wish to marry. Furthermore, you are an unconventional girl, and you must learn to conceal it. There is no happiness for any individual, man or woman, who does not dwell within the broad zone of average.

There is nothing on earth more beautiful to me than your smile...no sound sweeter than your laughter...no pleasure greater than holding you in my arms. I realized today that I could never live without you, stubborn little hellion that you are. In this life and the next, you're my only hope of happiness. Tell me, Lillian, dearest love...how can you have reached so far inside my heart?

You are your own worst enemy. If you can learn to stop expecting impossible perfection, in yourself and others, you may find the happiness that has always eluded you.

If loneliness was a choice, what was the other option? To settle for second-best and try to be happy with that? And was that fair to the person you settled for?

I know I'm a bad bargain. But I'm begging you to have me anyway. Because I want a chance to make you as happy as you make me. I want to build a life with you." He fought to steady his voice. "Please come to me, Cat, because there's no surviving you. You don't have to love me back. You don't have to be mine. Just let me be yours.

What Owen would have said if he'd had time to think about it was that Luna thought too hard about being good. Thinking about being good didn't make you good. Sacrificing individual happiness didn't make the world a better place.

The morning light surprised her. When she looked over at Griff still in a deep slumber, she felt happy in a way she didn't think was possible. The guilt, however, would soon follow.

Do you realize that your love, your peace, your joy, your bliss can be so powerful in you that it becomes contagious, and people just want to be around you and they don't know even know why.

Comparison is and will always be the thief of all joy.

When the attorney asked Kassandra for a description of the term "keep sweet," she responded, "Even when it hurts, you were to act happy. Even if you're uncomfortable. That was how you conquered the evil inside of you.

In general, comedy just isn't an environment that lends itself toward happiness.