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The greatest happiness is to know the source of unhappiness.
The greatest happiness is to know the source of unhappiness.
An effort made for the happiness of others lifts above ourselves.
An effort made for the happiness of others lifts above ourselves.
Being happy with someone doesn't mean that everything about them is perfect, they can't be. It means that we know read more
Being happy with someone doesn't mean that everything about them is perfect, they can't be. It means that we know no one is perfect including ourselves so we look beyond someones imperfections and concentrate on their perfections and our happiest shines thru. As long as one's HEART is in the right place and is perfect for your liking then everything else that is near perfect or perfect about them is a bonus and everything else....secondary, they don't matter.
Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and you learn at once read more
Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and you learn at once how big and precious it is.
Happiness has many roots, but none more important than security.
Happiness has many roots, but none more important than security.
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin. Anon -Lord Byron.
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin. Anon -Lord Byron.
Happiness is a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down read more
Happiness is a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
The happiness of most people we know is not ruined by great catastrophes or fatal errors, but by the repetition read more
The happiness of most people we know is not ruined by great catastrophes or fatal errors, but by the repetition of slowly destructive little things.
