Quotes About Happiness

A felicidade equivale à realidade menos as expectativas.

Until you don't recognize that "the perfect is the enemy of the good" you may deprive yourself of joy.

Una revisión de la literatura relevante demuestra que la felicidad es estadísticamente anormal,

Apparently, you can make people happy by delivering bad news and then taking it back (which, personally, would just make me mad). Still,

hadn't considered that if the only thing that keeps you going all day is knowing you'll get to turn on the TV after dinner, you probably are depressed.

Here's to the moments when you realize the simple things are wonderful and enough.

Her dreams felt so far out of reach. She'd faced one of them tonight, faced him in four-inch heels. But four-inch heels didn't make her any younger. She couldn't click her four-inch heels together and find her true way home. Four inches didn't bring her any closer to happiness. Four inches didn't erase the past.

And They Lived Happily Ever After Should all men pile their joys up on a single spot, mine would surpass them all. —Juventius

Do you want to be right, or do you want to be happy?

If we exercise, however, we do look and feel much better in our outfits, not to mention how we look out of our outfits. And we've found we're happiest when we are not too fat to walk.

sure, I've heard the weight-loss gurus spouting their "nothing tastes as good as being thin feels" mantra, and as I've said before—BULLSHIT. The times in my life when I have been thin, I enjoyed it well enough, but trust me, PLENTY of stuff tastes WAY better than being thin feels. For that matter, come to think of it, FEELING FULL FEELS better than being thin does.

I'm not defined by what people think of me. My happiness comes from within.

I know I might look like a ball of fluff, she said, but I'm not. Not even close. And the fact that I get up each morning and put a damn smile on my face is the same as... Batman putting on his cape. I-- I'm not done. It's... protection. It's my shield. It's me waving my middle finger to the world because I choose to be happy. The bottom line, Luke, is that I know what matters and what doesn't.

What? Get tired of the way he looks at me as if I'm his entire life? Get over the fact that for the first time ever, someone wants me for me? That the man somehow actually enjoys making me happy? Jade stared at her. The ice cream... I'll buy a lifetime supply of ice cream. Hell, I'll even pretend he's right some of the time... it's worth it. He's worth it. And you know what? So am I.

Everything's better with chocolate.

Okay, so maybe chocolate doesn't make the world go around, but it sure makes the trip worthwhile.

But you need your happy place. If it's not here, you have to go to it. And I need to let you." She paused, let out a soft broken breath. "You taught me that.

Maybe man cannot live on chocolate alone, but a woman can.

Maybe I've already died and gone to heaven. She lifted her hand with a smile. You think this is heaven? You're touching and kissing me, he said. So yeah, I think this is heaven.

I'm not defined by someone I thought I was dating, Luke, or what I do for a living. I'm not defined by what people think of me. My happiness comes from within, and I—

That's just life. There's good and there's bad. My happiness and safety won't come from having a man. It comes from me.

Dessert doesn't go to the stomach, dessert goes to the heart.

My parents mean well, Grace said. They want me to succeed. Well of course, Mallory said. They love you. But I'm thinking success and happiness don't get along. Sometimes you have to sacrifice one for the other.

Flying was just what she did, what she loved to do. In the air her problems dropped away and she felt weightless and free. A little bit like how she felt with Parker, actually.