Quotes About Happiness

My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day. The image of them gently swaying to the music is how I picture love in my mind even after all these years.

She caught a piece of my smile and shone it back at me.

Eres mi penique reluciente en la cuneta. Vales más que la sal o que la luna de una larga noche de caminata. Eres un vino dulce en mi boca, una canción en mi garganta, y la risa en mi corazón.

Me refiero a que cuando te tengo a mi lado es fácil olvidar. -¿Olvidar qué? -Todo -respondió, y por un instante su voz dejó de sonar alegre-. Todo lo malo de mi vida. Quién soy.

every piece of the laughing was a tiny bird come tumbling out to fly around the room.

Mes parents n'étaient pas vraiment mariés. Je veux dire qu'ils n'avaient jamais pris la peine d'officialiser leur union en passant devant un prêtre. Ils se considéraient comme mari et femme et ne voyaient pas à quoi cela les aurait avancés de mettre Dieu ou ceux qui les gouvernaient dans la confidence. Je respecte cette décision. À dire vrai, ils paraissaient bien plus heureux et fidèles que nombre de couples officiellement mariés que j'ai rencontrés depuis.

That's the problem," I said. "He's nice. He's gentle, which people see as weak. And he's happy, which people see as stupid.

Me parece a mí que uno necesita algo para ser feliz, y yo no tengo nada.

La dulce sonrisa de una mujer joven: no hay nada mejor en el mundo. Es más valiosa que la sal. Sin ella, algo enferma y muere dentro de nosotros.

Still there are worse things than playing in the rain.

You are unexpected cake on a rainy afternoon.

Rebosante de júbilo, Auri se puso a bailar. Sus pies descalzos destacaban, blancos, contra la oscuridad suave como el musgo de la alfombra.

High spirits mean good begging.

When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can.

La dulce sonrisa de una mujer joven: no hay nada mejor en el mundo. Es más valiosa que la sal. Sin ella, algo enferma y muere dentro de nosotros. Estoy seguro. Una cosa tan simple. Qué raro. Qué maravilloso y qué raro. Penthe

It was like cool water on my dry, tired heart. The sweet smile of a young woman. There is nothing better in the world. It is worth more than salt. Something in us sickens and dies without it. I am sure of this. Such a simple thing. How strange. How wonderful and strange.

The sweet smile of a young woman. There is nothing better in the world. It is worth more than salt. Something in us sickens and dies without it. I am sure of this.

My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content.

Era una vela gruesa que olía a lavanda. —¿Qué hay dentro? —pregunté. —Sueños felices. Los he puesto ahí para ti.

Stories don't need to be new to bring you joy. Some stories are like familiar friends.

encuentras a una persona así, alguien a quien puedas abrazar y con la que puedas cerrar los ojos a todo lo demás, puedes considerarte muy afortunado.

And if the pursuit of the truth was my goal, that would concern me." She gave a long yawn, stretching like a happy cat. "Instead I will focus on the joy in my heart...

Perhaps it is enough to say that I was caught by a smile.

fields. I found myself grinning for no good reason, save that I was happy.