happiness

The secret of happiness is something to do

If you see the world and yourself through a lens smudged by negativity then you__l find much misery. If you look outwards and inwards through lens brightened by positivity you__l find much to be happy and appreciative about.

I hate going through this when we just found...," his voice trailed off."Found what?""Each other," he finished, half-smiling.

i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.

-Paint-My girlfriend is so besotted that she can't take her eyes off me. After we've turned out the light she puts on her night-vision goggles, and watched me as I sleep. Quite often I am woken by her sighing and involuntary yelps of happiness. This has been going on for years, and is showing no sign of abating. Once I asked her to stop all this infra-red activity, but it didn't really work; I'd wake up to find her covering me in luminous paint, and softly whispering, 'Sometimes I wonder if you know how much I love you.

Try to be happy within the context of the life we are actually living. Happiness is not a situation to be longed for or a convergence of lucky happenstance. Through the power of our own minds, we can help ourselves.

There is no happiness in love, except at the end of an English novel.

One should cultivate good habits of memory, for it is capable of making existence a Paradise or an Inferno.

Oh, Marilla, I thought I was happy before. Now I know that I just dreamed a pleasant dream of happiness. This is the reality.

And although it might be best of all to be Socrates satisfied, having both happiness and depth, we would give up some happiness in order to gain the depth.

You must never forget that greatness does not guarantee happiness but goodness always does

Happiness is simple. Everything we do to find it is complicated.

I am in an altogether new world now. I can think of nothing more wonderful. It is a real touch of all that heaven means.

If there was one thing that life has taught me, it__ to accept the most foolish and unthinkable happiness.

Maybe happiness too is a metaphor invented on a day of boredom

If one's bowels move, one is happy, and if they don't move, one is unhappy. That is all there is to it.

There are hours for rest, and hours for wakefulness; nights for sobriety and nights for drunkenness_(if only so that possession of the former allows us to discern the latter when we have it; for sad as it is, no human body can be happily drunk all the time).

The midsummer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay; But when I am happy in Him December's as pleasant as May.