Quotes About Happiness

smile as they walk up. How can I not? Bailey is smiling too. She is smiling at me. "Mom," she says.

I'm happy for you and I'm happy, selfishly, for me. To get to see you so much . . . like yourself with someone.

My father never measured success the way he did—reaching the tip-top of something, as if there was an objective tip-top. My father measured it by how well you figured out what you wanted for your life—what you needed to be happy.

I smile as they walk up. How can I not? Bailey is smiling too. She is smiling at me. "Mom," she says.

Que baile, que ría, que nada le impida galopar hasta la locura, que los ladridos de los perros no detengan su andar, que nunca tenga que elegir entre amar o vivir.

Qué orgullosa se sentía de ver a Esperanza tan segura de sí misma, tan inteligente, tan preparada, tan feliz, tan capaz, pero al mismo tiempo, tan femenina y tan mujer en el más amplio sentido de la palabra.

These happy golden years are passing by, these happy golden years.

She had not known before that it takes two to make a smile.

Golden years are passing by, Happy, happy golden years, Passing on the wings of time, These happy golden years. Call them back as they go by, Sweet their memories are, Oh, improve then as they fly, These happy golden years.

This is now." She was glad that the cosy house, and Pa and Ma and the fire-light and the music, were now. They could not be forgotten, she thought, because now is now. It can never be a long time ago.

Even Grace ran up and down the rows, screeching and waving her little sunbonnet.

It must be nice to be so strong and to think it's because you're so good, that you live right and eat right, so you deserve your health and happiness. But there is such a thing as luck, and there's more bad luck than good in this world.

the madness of exchanging mediocre but safe happiness for great happiness but possible disaster.

In life, you can be unhappy, or you can change things. And even if there are things you can't change, you can often change your mind-set and question assumptions that are making life less goof than it could be.

The discipline of joy requires holding in the mind simultaneously that this too shall pass and that this too is good. This alchemy of mind isn't easy, but the good life is not always the easy life. Happiness requires effort. It is not just bestowed; it is the earned interest on what you choose to pay in.

You deserve to be happy. What can I do? Don't send me away, I thought. He looked at me again. What do you want? I want to taste an apple, I said. And your lips, I thought.

The ache starts in my chest and spreads through my veins. The abuse I can handle; it's the happiness that cripples.

Joy is everywhere. You just have to recognize it.

Ingeborg lifted her face to the sun, eyes closed, listening to the sounds of the lake—wavelets lapping the shore, birds singing and two jays scolding above them, the wind sharing secrets with the crags, and children laughing and shouting. The mountain music filled Ingeborg with such joy, it leaked out her eyes and down her cheeks.

To gain your heart's desire you have to lose some part of your old life, your old self. To do that you have to have courage; without it, you can't make the leap. And if you don't make the leap you have only three choices: You can hate yourself for not taking the chance, you can hate the person from whom you've sacrificed your happiness, or you can hate the one who offered you happiness, and blame them for your lack of courage, convince yourself it wasn't real.

If your life works, and you work in it, then it's okay, whatever is happening is okay.

I felt like shit, but it was happy shit.

How could you love someone and not want them to be happy?

I'm learning that you have to make time for what's important. You have to fight to carve little pieces of happiness out of your life, or the everyday emergencies will eat up everything.