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Happiness is not a matter of good fortune or worldly possessions. It's a mental attitude. It comes from appreciating what read more
Happiness is not a matter of good fortune or worldly possessions. It's a mental attitude. It comes from appreciating what we have, instead of being miserable about what we don't have. It's so simple—yet so hard for the human mind to comprehend.
Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.
Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.
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.
It is pretty hard to tell what does bring happiness; poverty and wealth have both failed.
It is pretty hard to tell what does bring happiness; poverty and wealth have both failed.
One ought to seek out virtue for its own sake, without being influenced by fear or hope, or by any read more
One ought to seek out virtue for its own sake, without being influenced by fear or hope, or by any external influence. Moreover, that in that does happiness consist. Victor Hugo -Diogenes Laertius.
Pure love produces pure nonsense.
Pure love produces pure nonsense.
Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go
Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go
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.
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and read more
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
