'Twas a jolly old pedagogue, long ago,
Tall and slender, and sallow and dry;
His form was bent, and his gait was slow,
His long thin hair was white as snow,
But a wonderful twinkle shone in his eye.
And he sang every night as he went to bed,
"Let us be happy down here below:
The living should live, though the dead be dead."
Said the jolly old pedagogue long ago.
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He is rich who owes nothing.
He is rich who owes nothing.
Happiness is not given but exchanged.
Happiness is not given but exchanged.
Many search for happiness as we look for a hat we wear on our heads.
Many search for happiness as we look for a hat we wear on our heads.
He who is overly attached to his family members experiences fear and sorrow, for the root of all grief is read more
He who is overly attached to his family members experiences fear and sorrow, for the root of all grief is attachment. Thus one should discard attachment to be happy.
Happiness is like a butterfly: the more you chase it, the more it will elude you. But if you turn read more
Happiness is like a butterfly: the more you chase it, the more it will elude you. But if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder."
Happiness is the art of never holding in your mind the memory of any unpleasant thing that has passed.
Happiness is the art of never holding in your mind the memory of any unpleasant thing that has passed.
Happiness is like a kiss. You must share it to enjoy it.
Happiness is like a kiss. You must share it to enjoy it.
It was only a sunny smile and little it cost in the giving but like morning light it scattered the read more
It was only a sunny smile and little it cost in the giving but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.
What is there given by the gods more desirable than a happy hour?
[Lat., Quid datur a divis felici read more
What is there given by the gods more desirable than a happy hour?
[Lat., Quid datur a divis felici optatius hora?]
