Even when there are times that we're not happy, happiness will creep in.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Happiness is not a brilliant climax to years of grim struggle and anxiety. It is a long succession of little decisions simply to be happy in the moment.
Happiness is a mysterious concept. It seems to work best as futurity: at that point I will be happy, et cetera. I feel like I experience small pieces of joy day to day.
Happiness depends more on how life strikes you than on what happens.
When 'happiness' eludes us - as, eventually, it always will - we have the invitation to examine our programmed responses and to exercise our power to choose again.
Happiness is like a cloud, if you stare at it long enough, it evaporates.
People will survive, and they will find happiness. Happiness only comes when you're not looking for it.
Happiness comes only when we push our brains and hearts to the farthest reaches of which we are capable.
Happiness consumes itself like a flame. It cannot burn for ever, it must go out, and the presentiment of its end destroys it at its very peak.
People don't understand what happiness is, so they have an idea of what will make them happy, but it never does.
Happiness is not something that just comes to you. It's an active process.