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

Without relationships, no matter how much wealth, fame, power, prestige and seeming success by the standards and opinions of the read more

Without relationships, no matter how much wealth, fame, power, prestige and seeming success by the standards and opinions of the world one has, happiness will constantly eluded him.

Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love.

Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love.

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 depends more on the inward disposition of mind than on outward circumstances

Happiness depends more on the inward disposition of mind than on outward circumstances

Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.

Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.

Happiness is possible only when one is busy. The body must toil, the mind must be occupied, and the heart read more

Happiness is possible only when one is busy. The body must toil, the mind must be occupied, and the heart must be satisfied. Those who do good as opportunity offers are sowing seed all the time, and they need not doubt the harvest.

People love others not for who they are but for how they make them feel

People love others not for who they are but for how they make them feel

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.