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Happiness is the overcoming of not unknown obstacles toward a known goal.
Happiness is the overcoming of not unknown obstacles toward a known goal.
Happiness is a choice. Your circumstance can affect it, but you're still the one who decides your happiness.
Happiness is a choice. Your circumstance can affect it, but you're still the one who decides your happiness.
Happiness is not the absence of problems but the ability to deal with them.
Happiness is not the absence of problems but the ability to deal with them.
Happiness is not having what you want. It is wanting what you have. -Unknown.
Happiness is not having what you want. It is wanting what you have. -Unknown.
The really happy man never laughs - seldom - though he may smile. He does not need to laugh, for read more
The really happy man never laughs - seldom - though he may smile. He does not need to laugh, for laughter, like weeping, is a relief of mental tension - and the happy are not over strung.
The beauty of success lies not solely in your happiness. But also in ensuring that you stop to help those read more
The beauty of success lies not solely in your happiness. But also in ensuring that you stop to help those along your life's path become champions in their lives.
Happiness is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you turn your read more
Happiness is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you turn your attention to other things, It comes and sits softly on your shoulder.
There is only one cause of unhappiness: the false beliefs you have in your head, beliefs so widespread, so commonly read more
There is only one cause of unhappiness: the false beliefs you have in your head, beliefs so widespread, so commonly held, that it never occurs to you to question them.
The greatest happiness of life it the conviction that we are loved - loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in read more
The greatest happiness of life it the conviction that we are loved - loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. -Victor Hugo.
