To sense the peace of extinguished passionHappiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge

Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those.

so many thoughts, my kvothe. you know too much to be happy.

The more death, the more birth. People are entering, others are exiting. The cry of a baby, the mourning of others. When others cry, the other are laughing and making merry. The world is mingled with sadness, joy, happiness, anger, wealth, poverty, etc.

I'd rather be poor to my bones than be rich with your money, that is like a trigger, ready to be pulled in my face.

The primary cause of unhappiness is never the situation, but you thoughts about it. Be aware of the thoughts you are thinking.