But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and
the life he leads?

But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and
the life he leads?

Happiness is not a reward; it is a consequence. Suffering is not a punishment ; it is a result.

Happiness is not a reward; it is a consequence. Suffering is not a punishment ; it is a result.

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

Happiness isn't a static thing; it's the quest for happiness that allows us to think we're happy, while we continue read more

Happiness isn't a static thing; it's the quest for happiness that allows us to think we're happy, while we continue to search for more.

'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.

If there was one thing all the losses in her life had taught her it was that life was short, read more

If there was one thing all the losses in her life had taught her it was that life was short, fleeting, and way too precious to waste waiting around for happiness to hit you over the head and make itself known. Happiness wasn't something you found, happiness was something you made - by living in the moment, by cherishing the people in your life right now, by finding the courage to change those things you didn't like

Happiness exists only if you have a lot of people to share it with.

Happiness exists only if you have a lot of people to share it with.

What can be happier than for a man, conscious of virtuous acts,
and content with liberty, to despise all read more

What can be happier than for a man, conscious of virtuous acts,
and content with liberty, to despise all human affairs?
[Lat., Quid enim est melius quam memoria recte factorum, et
libertate contentum negligere humana?]

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