Happiness is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you turn your read more

Happiness is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you turn your attention to other things, It comes and sits softly on your shoulder.

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.

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.

There is something curiously boring about somebody else's happiness.

There is something curiously boring about somebody else's happiness.

It is neither wealth nor splendor; but tranquility and occupation which give you happiness.

It is neither wealth nor splendor; but tranquility and occupation which give you happiness.

An effort made for the happiness of others lifts above ourselves.

An effort made for the happiness of others lifts above ourselves.

The real things haven't changed. It is still best to be honest and truthful; to make the most of what read more

The real things haven't changed. It is still best to be honest and truthful; to make the most of what we have; to be happy with simple pleasures; and have courage when things go wrong.

It isn't what you have, or who you are, or where you are, or what you are doing that makes read more

It isn't what you have, or who you are, or where you are, or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about.

Love is when the other person's happiness is more important than your own.

Love is when the other person's happiness is more important than your own.