Quotes About Happiness

Isi purta fericirea ca pe o masca, iar fata aceea fugise cu masca prin curtea casei ei, si nu era chip sa se duca sa i-o ceara inapoi.

Sometimes the man who looks happiest in town, with the biggest smile, is the one carrying the biggest load of sin.

Not everyone born free and equal, as the Constitution says, but everyone made equal. Each man the image of every other; then all are happy

Technology, mass exploitation, and minority pressure carried the trick, thank God. Today, thanks to them, you can stay happy all the time

Each man the image of every other; then all are happy, for there are no mountains to make them cower, to judge themselves against.

At the very moment Mrs. Bentley was smiling down upon them with her yellow mask face, around a corner like an elfin band came an ice-cream wagon. It jingled out icy melodies, as crisp and rimmed as crystal wine-glasses tapped by an expert, summoning all. The children sat up, turning their heads, like sunflowers after the sun. (Season of Disbelief)

When did it all start, you ask, this job of ours (to burn book). There was no dictum, no declaration, no censorship. Technology, mass exploitation, and minority pressure carried the trick, thank God. Ask yourself what do people want in this country above all? People want to be happy isn't that right? That's all we live for, isn't it? For pleasure, for titillation?

The word on the jar was RELISH. And he was glad he had decided to live.

wore his happiness like a mask and the girl had run off across the lawn with the mask and there was no way of going to knock on her door and ask for it back.

When you strip all the clothes away and the doodads, you have two human beings who were either happy or unhappy

When you strip all the clothes away and the doodads, you have two human beings who were either happy or unhappy together, and we have no complaints.

I don't know. We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy. Something's missing. I looked around. The only thing I positively KNEW was gone was the books I'd burned in ten or twelve years. So I thought books might help.

You must understand that our civilization is so vast that we can't have our minorities upset and stirred. Ask yourself, what do we want in this country, above all? People want to be happy, isn't that right? Haven't you heard it all your life? I want to be happy, people say. Well, aren't they? Don't we keep them moving, don't we give them fun? That's all we live for, isn't it?

Occasionally I wonder why I can be so happy. The answer is that every day of my life I've worked only for myself and for the joy that comes from writing and creating. The image in my mirror is not optimistic, but the result of optimal behavior.

If you don't like what you're doing, then don't do it.

There you have it, Montag. It didn't come from the Government down. There was no dictum, no declaration, no censorship, to start with, no! Technology, mass exploitation, and minority pressure carried the trick, thank God. Today, thanks to them, you can stay happy all the time, you are allowed to read comics, the good old confessions, or trade journals.

I don't know. We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy

Sentì il sorriso abbandonare la sua faccia, fondersi o ripiegare su se stesso come cera di una candela fantastica che era bruciata troppo a lungo e ora collassava, spenta. Buio, infelicità. Non era un uomo felice, ripeté tra sé. Riconobbe che era questa la verità, indossava la contentezza come una maschera ma adesso la ragazza era scappata, portandola con sé. Non c'era modo di bussare alla sua porta e chiedere che gliela restituisse. Senza

How did you get shaken up? What knocked the torch out of your hands?' 'I don't know. We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy.

As long as everyone has ten thousand insurance everyone's happy.

Il faut que vous compreniez que notre civilisation est si vaste que nous ne pouvons nous permettre d'inquiéter et de déranger les minorités. (...) Les gens veulent être heureux, d'accord? (...) Les noirs n'aiment pas Little Black Sambo, brûlons le. La Case De L'oncle Tom met les blancs mal à l'aise, brûlons le. Quelqu'un a écrit un livre sur le tabac et le cancer des poumons? Les fumeurs pleurnichent? Brûlons le livre.

Nuk e di. I kemi të gjitha ç'duhen për të qenë të lumtur, e prapë s'jemi dot të lumtur. Diçka mungon. Kërkova përreth dhe pashë se e vetmja gjë që më mungonte ishin librat, ata që unë i kisha djegur gjatë gjithë këtyre dhjetë a njëzet vjetve të fundit. Dhe atëherë mendova se ndoshta janë librat ata që do të më ndihmojnë.

Temos tudo de que precisamos para sermos felizes, mas não somos felizes. Alguma coisa está faltando.

You ask Why to a lot of things are you wind up very unhappy indeed, if you keep at it.