Quotes About Happiness

Caer… caer siempre más bajo. Y sin embargo, otros hombres son felices, encuentran el amor, pero todos sufren. Lo que ocurre es que unos se dan cuenta y otros no. Algunos lo atribuyen a lo que no tienen. Pero qué sueño estúpido ése.

No podré tener más ilusiones. A los otros hombres los mueve alguna ilusión. Unos creen que tener dinero los hará felices, y trabajan como bestias para acumular oro. Y así los sorprende la muerte. Otros creen que con el poder serán dichosos. Y cuando les llega al poder, la sensibilidad para gustarlo se les hizo pedazos entre todas las bellaqueríasque ejecutaron para conseguir el poder

My father was a farmer and my mother was a farmer, but, my childhood was very good. I am very grateful for my childhood, because it was full of gladness and good humanity.

Buon giorno, Principessa!" #newfavoritemovie

La vita è bella

Of all the islands he'd visited, two stood out. The island of the past, he said, where the only time was past time and the inhabitants were bored and more or less happy, but where the weight of illusion was so great that the island sank a little deeper into the river every day. And the island of the future, where the only time was the future, and the inhabitants were planners and strivers, such strivers, said Ulises, that they were likely to end up devouring one another.

I realized my happiness was artificial. I felt happy because I saw the others were happy and because I knew I should feel happy, but I wasn't really happy.

A person could be immensely happy reading only him or the writers he loved. But that would be too easy.

y cuando una está feliz o presiente que la felicidad está cerca, pues se mira en los espejos sin ninguna reserva, es más, cuando una está feliz o se siente predestinada a la experiencia de la felicidad, tiene a bajar las defensas y a aceptar los espejos

Happy are those who own nothing.

Toda vida, le dijo esa noche Epifanio a Lalo Cura, por más feliz que sea, acaba siempre en dolor y sufrimiento. Depende, dijo Lalo Cura. ¿Depende de qué, buey? De muchas cosas, dijo Lalo Cura. Si te pegan un balazo en la nuca, por ejemplo, y el pinche asesino se acerca sin que lo escuches, te vas al otro mundo sin dolor y sin sufrimiento. Pinche escuincle, dijo Epifanio. ¿A ti han pegado muchos tiros en la nuca?

Leer es aprender a morir, pero también es aprender a ser feliz, a ser valiente.

But in practice, neither believed in friendship or loyalty. They believed in passion, they believed in a hybrid form of social or public happiness (both voted Socialist, albeit with the occasional abstention), they believed in the possibility of self-realization.

Used in a personal sense, the phrase 'achieve an end' seemed to her a small-minded snare. She preferred the word life , and, on rare occasions, happiness .

Hay una literatura para cuando estás aburrido. Abunda. Hay una literatura para cuando estás calmado. Esta es la mejor literatura, creo yo. También hay una literatura para cuando estás triste. Y hay una literatura para cuando estás alegre. Hay una literatura para cuando estás ávido de conocimiento. Y hay una literatura para cuando estás desesperado. Esta ultima es la que quisieron hacer Ulises Lima y Belano.

These days there's no time to be bored, happiness has vanished somewhere in the world, and all that's left is dismay.

Tentou dizer alguma coisa num par de ocasiões, mas não conseguiu, o silêncio dela, porém, não era desagradável nem implicava rancor ou tristeza. Não era denso mas transparente. Quase não ocupava espaço. Inclusive, pensou Espinoza, você poderia se acostumar a esse silêncio e ser feliz. Mas ele não se acostumaria nunca, isso ele também sabia.

Sobre la felicidad no dijo una palabra, supongo que porque la consideraba algo estrictamente privado y acaso, ¿cómo llamarlo?, pantanoso o movedizo

Pelletier empezó a traducirlo básicamente porque le gustaba, porque era feliz haciéndolo

So the firm essentially consisted of Juan Arenas and me, and since we had hardly anything to do and we liked to talk, we spent most of the day talking. At night he would give me a ride home and as we crossed a Mexico City like a fading nightmare, I would sometimes think that Juan Arenas was my happier reincarnation.

But in practice, neither believed in friendship or loyalty. They believed in passion, they believed in a hybrid form of social or public happiness (both voted Socialist, albeit with the occasional abstention), they believed in the possibility of self-realization. The

Era, por cierto, muy hermosa y en ocasiones incluso dolorosamente hermosa. (...) Se reía con ganas, abierta, feliz, y en la combinación del sonido y de sus gestos uno adivinaba sueños inquietantes, paranoias, ganas de vivir a todo trapo aunque terminara rasguñada y llena de magulladuras.

She had none of the attributes of the ambitious. When she suffered, her pain was clearly visible, and when she was happy, the happiness she felt was contagious. She was incapable of setting herself a goal and striving steadily toward it. At least, no goal was appealing or desirable enough for her to pursue it unreservedly. Used in a personal sense, the phrase "achieve an end" seemed to her a small-minded snare.

Y yo le dije: pues allá tú, que seas feliz, vive en ellos y muérete en ellos si quieres, yo ya viajaré cuando tenga dinero. Entonces te faltará tiempo, dijo él. No me faltará tiempo, dije yo, al contrario, seré dueña de mi tiempo, haré con mi tiempo lo que me dé la gana. Y él dijo: ya no serás joven.