If one only wished to be happy, this could be easily accomplished; but we wish to be happier that other read more

If one only wished to be happy, this could be easily accomplished; but we wish to be happier that other people, and this is always difficult, for we believe others to be happier than they are.

There is this difference between happiness and wisdom, that he that thinks himself the happiest man, really is so; but read more

There is this difference between happiness and wisdom, that he that thinks himself the happiest man, really is so; but he who thinks himself the wisest, is generally the greatest fool.

We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of read more

We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.

'Twas a jolly old pedagogue, long ago,
Tall and slender, and sallow and dry;
His form was read more

'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.

Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its
counterfeit.

Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its
counterfeit.

I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was read more

I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean joy. Mary Baker Eddy -Ursula K. LeGuin.

If solid happiness we prize,
Within our breast this jewel lies,
And they are fools who roam;
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If solid happiness we prize,
Within our breast this jewel lies,
And they are fools who roam;
The world has nothing to bestow,
From our own selves our bliss must flow,
And that dear hut,--our home.

Happiness is acceptance.

Happiness is acceptance.

He who avoids complaint invites happiness.

He who avoids complaint invites happiness.