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Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life
Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life
Believe me! The secret of reaping the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment from life is to live dangerously!
Believe me! The secret of reaping the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment from life is to live dangerously!
Did you ever see an unhappy horse? Did you ever see bird that had the blues? One reason why birds read more
Did you ever see an unhappy horse? Did you ever see bird that had the blues? One reason why birds and horses are not unhappy is because they are not trying to impress other birds and horses.
Priestly was the first (unless it was Becarria) who taught my
lips to pronounce this sacred truth--that the greatest read more
Priestly was the first (unless it was Becarria) who taught my
lips to pronounce this sacred truth--that the greatest happiness
of the greatest number is the foundation of morals and
legislation.
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.
How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she read more
How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.
Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to read more
Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to conquer it.
The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past.
The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past.
Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling. -Margaret Lee Runbeck.
Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling. -Margaret Lee Runbeck.