Priestly was the first (unless it was Becarria) who taught my
lips to pronounce this sacred truth--that the greatest read more

Priestly was the first (unless it was Becarria) who taught my
lips to pronounce this sacred truth--that the greatest happiness
of the greatest number is the foundation of morals and
legislation.

My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. read more

My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?rn

The reason people find it so hard to be happy is that they always see the past better than it read more

The reason people find it so hard to be happy is that they always see the past better than it was, the present worse than it is, and the future less resolved than it will be

What is there given by the gods more desirable than a happy hour?
[Lat., Quid datur a divis felici read more

What is there given by the gods more desirable than a happy hour?
[Lat., Quid datur a divis felici optatius hora?]

Some of the greater things in life are unseen; that's why you close your eyes when you kiss, cry, or read more

Some of the greater things in life are unseen; that's why you close your eyes when you kiss, cry, or dream.

Happiness is not in our circumstance but in ourselves. It is not something we see, like a rainbow, or feel, read more

Happiness is not in our circumstance but in ourselves. It is not something we see, like a rainbow, or feel, like the heat of a fire. Happiness is something we are

Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling. -Margaret Lee Runbeck.

Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling. -Margaret Lee Runbeck.

'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.

Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go

Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go