Quotes About Happiness

She could not explain in so many words, but she felt that those who prepare for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.

George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy on her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her.

Io amo la Morte... non per morbosità, ma perché spiega. Mi mostra la vanità del Denaro. Morte e Denaro sono gli eterni nemici. Non Morte e Vita. Non importa quello che c'è dietro la Morte, signor Bast, ma stia certo che il poeta, il musicista e il vagabondo saranno in essa più felici dell'uomo che non ha mai imparato a dire: io sono io.

Alas, here is the bigger problem: maybe the reason we North Americans struggle to find makarios in our personal lives is because we don't have a word in our native language to denote it.

Rather, members of collectivist cultures make decisions based on the counsel of elders—parents, aunts or uncles. The highest goal and virtue in this sort of culture is supporting the community. This makes people happy (makarios).

Happiness doesn't come to you; you join happiness on the way to doing something for others.

When the little boy looked up at them with laughing eyes, Annie felt her heart melt.

There are some persons whom we can never make happy. It is not in them to be so.

Freedom and peace is even sweeter than wealth and honors.

There was a girl. Her name was Angie. She was happy.

Think of it like this. If you are sad because you can't have something you want - maybe a book or a toy - you can do one of two things: you can do your best to get it, or you can stop wanting it. Either way, if you succeed, you won't be sad any more.

Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place, but there is always a little corner that keeps flapping around.

Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?

She only felt that the candle would burn better, the packing go easier, the world be happier, if she could give and receive some human love.

I was yours once 'till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now - I can't hang about whining forever - and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked, and attend to your own happiness?

The advance of regret can be so gradual that it is impossible to say "yesterday I was happy, today I am not.

We know that we come from the winds, and that we shall return to them; that all life is perhaps a knot, a tangle, a blemish in the eternal smoothness. But why should this make us unhappy? Let us love one another, and work and rejoice. I don't believe in this world sorrow.

He had awoken too late for happiness, but not for strength, and could feel an austere joy, as of a warrior who is homeless but stands fully armed.

It was unbearable, and he thought again, 'How unhappy I am!' and became happier.

Happy Charlotte, who, though greatly troubled over things that did not matter, seemed oblivious to things that did...

I was yours once till death if you cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now--I can't hang about whining for ever--and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked and attend to your own happiness?

The ethereal past had blinded him, and the highest happiness he could dream was a return to it.

A happy ending was imperative

Love was an emotion through which you occasionally enjoyed yourself. It could not do things.