#happin

After all, what is happiness? Love, they tell me. But love doesn't bring and never has brought happiness. On the contrary, it's a constant state of anxiety, a battlefield; it's sleepless nights, asking ourselves all the time if we're doing the right thing. Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#happiness #love #torment #love

Everybody wants a happy life and a peaceful mind, but we have to produce peace of mind through our own practice. ↗

— Dalai Lama XIV

#happiness #life #peace #peace-of-mind #practices

The greatest thing about dreams is they don’t expire. They can lay dormant for years and when you pull them out and dust them off, they shine like new. ↗

— Casi McLean

#dreams #happiness #inspiration #inspirational #inspirational-quotes

And I didn't choose it, Kat. I chose you. ↗

— Ally Carter

#happiness #love #love

Every day has its great grief or its small anxiety. ... One cloud is dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day in a hundred of real joy and bright sunshine. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#happiness #anxiety

. . . What a pleasant life could be had in this world by a handsome, sensible old lady of good fortune, blessed with a sound constitution and a firm will ↗

— Stella Gibbons

#good-fortune #happiness #long-life #age

I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#love #love

Dustfinger still clearly remembered the feeling of being in love for the first time. How vulnerable his heart had suddenly been! Such a trembling, quivering thing, happy and miserably unhappy at once. ↗

— Cornelia Funke

#love #love

Sometimes you get everything you ever wanted, only it doesn't look like what you wanted anymore. ↗

— Leila Sales

#heartbreak #love #relationships #love

He took a hairpin out of my untidy hair (by now my complicated arrangement of ringlets must have looked as if a couple of birds had been nesting there); he took a strand of it and wound it around his finger. With his other hand he began stroking my face, and then he bent down and kissed me again, this time very cautiously. I closed my eyes - and the same thing happened as before: my brain suffered that delicious break in transmission. ↗

— Kerstin Gier

#love #love