Most people think, when they're young, that they're going to the top of their chosen world, and that the climb up is only a formality. Without that faith, I suppose, they might never start. Somewhere on the way they lift their eyes to the summit and know they aren't going to reach it; and happiness then is looking down and enjoying the view they've got, not envying the one they haven't.
May those who follow their fate be granted happiness; may those who defy it be granted glory
Because I was more often happy for other people, I got to spend more time being happy. And as I saw more light in everybody else, I seemed to have more myself. (250)
You are beautiful. Your beauty, just like your capacity for life, happiness, and success, is immeasurable.
Perhaps some people really are born unhappy. I surely hope not. Speaking for my sister and myself: We were born with the capacity and determination to be utterly happy all the time. Perhaps even in this we were freaks. Hi ho.
Free yourself from the complexities of your life! A life of simplicity and happiness awaits you.
We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy. Something's missing.
We are young, but We already know that in life's great game those who are most unhappy are those who haven't taken the risk to be happy.Β And I don't want to be one of those
Happiness must be grown in one's own garden.
A life of happiness, peace, and love is all within our grasp.
JOY goes against the foundations of mathematics: it multiplies when we divide.
You will be your best self when you take time to understand what you really need, feel and want.
Taking a risk to survive isnβt that impressive. Taking a risk to be happy, that takes guts.
But I need solitude--which is to say, recovery, return to myself, the breath of a free, light, playful air.
If we live our lives looking for the excitement and exhilaration that change can bring, we will be much happier than when we are eventually forced to accept it anyways.
Weβre young, weβre not monsters, no fools: weβll conquer happiness for ourselves.
And although it might be best of all to be Socrates satisfied, having both happiness and depth, we would give up some happiness in order to gain the depth.
The more material we lose, the less we have. The less we have, the more we win.
Happiness is the pleasantest of emotions; because of this, it is the most dangerous. Having once felt happiness, one will do anything to maintain it, and losing it, one will grieve.
The ways of happiness and meaning are not the same. To find happiness, a man need only live in the moment; he need only live for the moment. But if he wants meaningβthe meaning of his dreams, his secrets, his lifeβa man must reinhabit his past, however dark, and live for the future, however uncertain. Thus nature dangles happiness and meaning before us all, insisting only that we choose between them.