Quotes About Happiness

There will never be another caterpillar just like this one. there will never be another such moment of time, another such conjunction. These things sneak up on him for no reason, flashes of irrational happiness. It's probably a vitamin deficiency.

So that made me happy but the part that really made me happy was that you wanted me to be happy. That's what Thank you means.

Young love, thinks Felix wistfully. So good for the complexion.

Sucked into the well of knowledge, you could only plummet, learning more and more, but not getting any happier.

They say: Speak for us (to whom?) Some say: Avenge us (on whom?) Some say: Take our place. Some say: Witness Others say (and these are women) Be happy for us.

He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around.

What could be done? We thought we had such problems. How were we to know we were happy?

Possible, impossible. What could be done? We thought we had such problems. How were we to know we were happy?

The Fall was ongoing, but its trajectory led ever downward. Sucked into the well of knowledge, you could only plummet, learning more and more, but not getting any happier.

We would lie in those afternoon beds, afterwards, hands on each other, talking it over. Possible, impossible. What could be done? We thought we had such problems. How were we to know we were happy?

Thank you for bringing me this fish. Thank you means: Thank you means you did something good for me. Or something you thought was good. And that good thing was giving me a fish. So that made me happy, but the part that really made me happy was that you wanted me to be happy. That's what Thank you means. No, you don't need to give me another fish. I am happy enough for now.

At least, I said, she's got what she thinks she wants, and I suppose that's something.

He'd forgotten what delight felt like.

He loved her so much when he made her unhappy, or else when she made him unhappy: at these moments he scarcely knew which was which.

There is a silence. But sometimes it's as dangerous not to speak. Yes, we are very happy, I murmur. I have to say something. What else can I say?

Quien inventó el espejo nos hizo un flaco favor a la mayoría; debíamos de ser más felices antes de saber la imagen que damos.

She] smiles, too, and eats and drinks, and is happy, and outside the kitchen window the wind blows and the world shifts and crumbles and rearranges itself, and time goes on.

I will stop living life for a future happiness that does not and may never exist. I will live for now and stop wasting my time. Ever moment I live can be as beautiful as a fantasy. Every second of life is precious. I vow to stop wasting my time on these dreams that turn my life into a nightmare. I vow to live, to be mindful, to pay attention to life and hold it hard to my heart. Every beat another second going by.

Happiness is for those who can live in a warm climate.

I define joy as a spectrum of emotions, actions, and responses that includes gladness, cheer, happiness, merriment, delighting, dancing, shouting, exulting, rejoicing, laughing, playing, brightening, blessing and being blessed, taking pleasure in and being well pleased.

Fighting back with joy rarely makes sense.

Joy is irrational and takes hard work and does not always deliver a happily ever after.

Life as a whole is not happy. Only moments. This is my moment. It will pass.

It is almost impossible to describe happiness,because at the time it feels entirely natural as if all the r est of your life has been the aberration; only in retrospect does it swim into focus as the rare and precious thing it is.