Quotes About Happiness

Our all-seeing souls were caressed by the visible coolness of the mosses and, as we walked past the palm trees, we felt an intimation of other lands... And our eyes then filled with tears because not even here, where we were happy, were we happy...

Feliz, finalmente, quien renuncia a todo, y a quien, por renunciar a todo, nada le puede ser quitado o reducido.

Sunt oameni fericiÅ£i fiindc? li s-a dat visul mincinos al imbecilit??ii.În vreme ce alÅ£ii,ca mine,au visuri lipsite de iluzii.

Esta espécie de loucura Que é pouco chamar talento E que brilha em mim, na escura Confusão do pensamento, Não me traz felicidade; Porque, enfim, sempre haverá Sol ou sombra na cidade. Mas em mim não sei o que há.

Sonhar é confessar a necessidade de viver, substituindo a vida real pela vida irreal, e assim é uma compensação de inalienabilidade do querer viver. Que é tudo isto enfim senão a busca da felicidade? E busca qualquer qualquer outra coisa.

La grandeza de una bella puesta de sol me entristece con toda su hermosura. Ante ella suelo decir: el que es feliz debe sentirse contento al ver esto.

Con pequeños malentendidos con la realidad construimos las creencias y las esperanzas, y vivimos de las cortezas a las que llamamos panes, como los niños pobres que juegan a ser felices.

There is no happiness without knowledge, but the knowledge of happiness brings unhappiness, because to know one is happy is to know that one is passing through happiness and, therefore, will soon be obliged to leave it behind. In happiness as in everything, knowledge kills. Not to know, however, is not to exist.

Voi tr?i adunat de pe drumuri în cine ÅŸtie ce ospiciu de vagabonzi,fericit de aceast? total? izbeliÅŸte,amestecat cu cei care s-au crezut genii ÅŸi nu erau decât niÅŸte milogi vis?tori,topit în masa anonim? a celor care n-au avut puterea s? reuÅŸeasc? în via?? ÅŸi nici renunÅ£area atât de generoas? cât s? înving? adversit??ile.

All unhappiness enters through the window of observation and the door of thought.

This is my morality, or metaphysics, or me: passer-by of everything, even of my own soul, I belong to nothing, I desire nothing, I am nothing – just an abstract centre of impersonal sensations, a fallen sentient mirror reflecting the world's diversity. I don't know if I'm happy this way. Nor do I care.

The love of absurdity and paradox is the animal happiness* of the sad. Just as the normal man talks nonsense and slaps others on the back out of zest and vitality, so those incapable of joy and enthusiasm do somersaults in their minds and perform, in their own cold way, the warm gestures of life. 297.

Every man of action is basically cheerful and optimistic, because those who don't feel are happy.

Though naturally ambitious, he savored the pleasure of having no ambitions at all.

Let's not forget to hate those who enjoy, just because they enjoy, and to despise those who are happy, because we didn't know how to be happy like them.

A glória de um poente belo, com a sua beleza entristece-me . Ante ele eu digo sempre: como quem é feliz se deve sentir contente ao ver isto!

I find it so irritating, the happiness of all those men unaware of their unhappiness.

Want little: you'll have everything. Want nothing: you'll be free.

The life one lives is one long misunderstanding, a happy medium between a greatness that does not exist and a happiness that cannot exist.

Only when night comes do I feel, if not happiness, at least some kind of repose which I experience as contentment

Happy the man, then, who renounces everything and from whom, therefore, nothing can be taken or subtracted.

La manía por el absurdo y la paradoja es la alegría animal de los tristes.

The rustic, the reader of novels, the pure ascetic: these three are the truly happy men, because they have all renounced their personality — the first because he lives by instinct, which is impersonal, the second because he lives through his imagination, which is oblivion, and the third because he does not live and, not yet having died, sleeps.

O outro é sempre o obstáculo para quem procura. Só quem não procura é feliz; porque só quem não busca, encontra, visto que quem não procura já tem, e já ter, seja o que for, é ser feliz, como não pensar é a parte melhor de ser rico