So long as you do not feel life's paltry and a miserable business, the rest Does not matter, happiness or unhappiness.

I might have some character traits that some might see as innocence or naive. That is because I discovered peace and happiness in my soul. And with this knowledge, I also see the beauty of human life.

Unhappiness is something we are never taught about we are taught to expect happiness, but never a Plan B to use to use when the happiness Does not arrive.

Happiness, that grand mistress of the ceremonies in the dance of life, impels us through all its mazes and meanderings, but leads none of us by the same route.

Always remember that the most important thing in a good marriage is not happiness, but stability.

Happiness is mental harmony unhappiness is mental inharmony.

Happiness is a thing to be practiced, like the violin.

I know not why there is such a melancholy feeling attached to the remembrance of past happiness, except that we fear that the future can have nothing so bright as the past.

Music is the refuge of souls ulcerated by happiness.

When I was waiting tables, washing dishes, or mowing lawns for money, I never thought of myself as stuck in some station in life. I was on my own path, my own journey, an American journey where I could think for myself, decide for myself, define happiness for myself.

Romance and novel paint beauty in colors more charming than nature, and describe a happiness that humans never taste. How deceptive and destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss!

Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.

A pencil and rubber are of more use to thought than a battalion of assistants. To happiness the same applies as to truth: one does not have it, but is in it.

Happiness is an attitude of mind, born of the simple determination to be happy under all outward circumstances.

Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers and laid entwined together on a bed of clover and left there to sleep, left there to dream of their happiness.

Some of us might find happiness if we quit struggling so desperately for it.

Actions are right in proportion as they tend to promote happiness wrong as they tend to produce the reverse of happiness. By happiness is intended pleasure and the absence of pain.

I wish people could acheive what they think would bring them happiness in order for them to realize that thats not really what happiness is.

Such happiness as life is capable of comes from the full participation of all our powers in the endeavor to wrest from each changing situations of experience its own full and unique meaning.