Quotes About Happiness

How terrible it must be not to see and feel beauty.... I'm so glad I can find happiness in all lovely little things... It seems to me that every time I look out of a window the world gives me a gift.

But the summer had been a very happy one, too -- a time of glad living with summer suns and skies, a time of keen delight in wholesome things; a time of renewing and deepening of old friendships; a time in which she had learned to live more nobly, to work more patiently, to play more heartily.

Life is worth living as long as there's a laugh in it.

The happiest countries, like the happiest women, have no history.

After all, it was nice to be loved than to be rich and admired and famous.

We miss so much out of life if we do not love. The more we love the richer life is.

If I had my way I'd shut everything out of your life but happiness and pleasure, Anne," said Gilbert

as she held out her hand, their eyes met and all doubt was swept away in a glad certainty. They belonged to each other; and, no matter what life might hold for them, it could never alter that. Their happiness was in each other's keeping and both were unafraid.

Life may be a vale of tears, all right, but there are some folks who enjoy weeping, I reckon.

Any human companionship, even the dearest and most perfect, would have been alien to her then. She was sufficient unto herself, needing not love nor comradeship nor any human emotion to round out her felicity. Such moments come rarely in any life, but when they do come they are inexpressibly wonderful - as if the finite were for a second infinity - as if humanity were for a space uplifted into divinity - as if all ugliness had vanished, leaving only flawless beauty.

It is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by happiness that is not your own

The other day Nan said, 'Nothing can ever be quite the same for any of us again.' It made me feel rebellious. Why shouldn't things be the same again - when everything is over and Jem and Jerry are back? We'll all be happy and jolly again and these days will seem just like a bad dream.

It's lovely to be going home and know it's home. I love green gables already, and I've never loved any place before. Oh, Marilla, I'm so happy.

She has no serious ideals at all-her sole aspiration seems to be to have a good time.

Or she may find out what is at the end of the harbor road…that wandering, twisting road like a nice red snake, that leads, so Elizabeth thinks, to the end of the world. Perhaps the Island of Happiness is there.

The gods, so says the old superstition, do not like to behold too happy mortals. It is certain, at least, that some human beings do not.

If I had my way I'd shut everything out of your life but happiness and pleasure, Anne, said Gilbert in the tone that meant danger ahead. Then

I read a story tonight. It ended unhappily. I was wretched until I had invented a happy ending for it. I shall always end my stories happily. I don't care whether it's "true to life" or not. It's true to life as it should be and that's a better truth than the other.

Leslie, after her first anguish was over, found it possible to go on with life after all, as most of us do, no matter what our particular form of torment has been. It is even possible that she enjoyed moments of it, when she was one of the gay circle in the little house of dreams.

I don't want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want you... We'll just be happy, waiting and working for each other—and dreaming. Oh, dreams will be very sweet now.

Now you see why I can't be perfectly happy. No one could, who has red hair.

Holmes speaks of grief "staining backward" through the pages of life; but Valancy found her happiness had stained backward likewise and flooded with rose-colour her whole previous drab existence. She found it hard to believe that she had ever been lonely and unhappy and afraid.

For spring is just around the corner and I have forgotten everything but gladness.

She felt a wonderful lightness of spirit, a soul-stirring joy in mere existence.