Happiness is the real sense of fulfillment that comes from hard work.
You must try to generate happiness within yourself. If you aren't happy in one place, chances are you won't be happy anyplace.
A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
We exaggerate misfortune and happiness alike. We are never as bad off or as happy as we say we are.
Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit.
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.
Completeness? Happiness? These words don't come close to describing my emotions. There truly is nothing I can say to capture what motherhood means to me, particularly given my medical history.
The most worth-while thing is to try to put happiness into the lives of others.
There is a difference between happiness and wisdom: he that thinks himself the happiest man is really so; but he that thinks himself the wisest is generally the greatest fool.
Happiness is the reward we get for living to the highest right we know.
If your happiness depends on what somebody else does, I guess you do have a problem.
Every gift from a friend is a wish for your happiness.
Since every man desires happiness, it is evidently no small matter whether he conceives of happiness in terms of work or of enjoyment.
Tell him, on the contrary, that he needs, in the interest of his own happiness, to walk in the path of humility and self-control, and he will be indifferent, or even actively resentful.
A large income is the best recipe for happiness I ever heard of.