#happiness

There is no beauty in sadness. No honor in suffering. No growth in fear. No relief in hate. It’s just a waste of perfectly good happiness. ↗

— Katerina Stoykova Klemer

#fear #growth #happiness #hate #honor

Money brings some happiness. But after a certain point, it just brings more money. ↗

— Neil Simon

#brings #certain #certain point #happiness #just

Happiness does not create humor. There's nothing funny about being happy. Sadness creates humor. ↗

— Charles M. Schulz

#humor #sadness #funny

Women show men beauty in things beyond their ambitions. Women tell men to stop and smell the roses. ↗

— Criss Jami

#beauty #contentment #enjoyment #happiness #joy

Not that happiness is dull. Only that it doesn't tell well. And of our consuming diversions as we age is to recite, not only to others but to ourselves, our own story. ↗

— Lionel Shriver

#story #tell #age

I've learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not on our circumstances. ↗

— Martha Washington

#depends #dispositions #experience #greater #happiness

There is no happiness in love, except at the end of an English novel ↗

— Anthony Trollope

#happiness #love #love

The man who is aware of himself is henceforward independent; and he is never bored, and life is only too short, and he is steeped through and through with a profound yet temperate happiness. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#bored #happiness #himself #independent #life

I feel as though I should say something profound, or enact some rite, or trade something to make it official. I want to transfer some trinket which would allow me to say that she's my girl, some kind of currency that proves to people that she likes me back. Something that would permit me to think about her all the time without feeling guilty or helpless or hopelessly far away. I guess I'm just so excited, I want to cage this thing like a tiny red bird so if can't fly away, so it stays the same, so it's still there the next time. For keeps, like a coin in your pocket. Like a peach pit from Mad Jack Lionel's tree. Like scribbled words in a locked suitcase. A bright balloon to tie to your bedpost. And you want to hug it close, hold it, but not so tight it bursts. ↗

— Craig Silvey

#happiness #jasper-jones #young-love #love

The happiness of one's own heart alone cannot satisfy the soul; one must try to include, as necessary to one's own happiness, the happiness of others. ↗

— Paramahansa Yogananda

#cannot #happiness #heart #include #must