#pines

It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#beginning #beyond #boats #broken #burned

Just do what must be done. This may not be happiness, but it is greatness. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#done #greatness #just #may #must

We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#happiness #more #producing #right #than

Live by this credo: have a little laugh at life and look around you for happiness instead of sadness. Laughter has always brought me out of unhappy situations. ↗

— Red Skelton

#around #brought #happiness #instead #laugh

Our principles are the springs of our actions. Our actions, the springs of our happiness or misery. Too much care, therefore, cannot be taken in forming our principles. ↗

— Red Skelton

#cannot #care #forming #happiness #misery

There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do. ↗

— Freya Stark

#different #happiness #things

If we did not look to marriage as the principal source of happiness, fewer marriages would end in tears. ↗

— Anthony Storr

#end #fewer #happiness #look #marriage

Happiness comes when we test our skills towards some meaningful purpose. ↗

— John Stossel

#happiness #meaningful #our #purpose #skills

Suspicion is far more to be wrong than right; more often unjust than just. It is no friend to virtue, and always an enemy to happiness. ↗

— Hosea Ballou

#enemy #far #friend #happiness #just

As we drove off into the moonless night, raindrops danced through our headlights like the fireflies of my childhood. I silently cursed the frailty of happiness and doubted whether it ever existed for me. I could remember happier times, though, and those memories fluttered about my mind like fireflies, beckoning with their elusive splendor. But chasing memories held no more promise than catching fireflies. The pursued feelings either vanished or lost their magic upon examination, hardly the green-glowing beauty seen at a distance. So I looked ahead of me and dreamed on into the darkness, hoping to one day find someone who would love me. ↗

— Scott Gaille

#love #beauty