There are as many forms of happiness as sorrow, though most prove fleeting.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Sorrow happens, hardship happens, the hell with it, who never knew the price of happiness, will not be happy.
There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.
The source of one's joy is also often the source of one's sorrow.
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.
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.
Happiness is the absence of suffering. I think it's an interesting way of looking at it. I think the absence of suffering exists very rarely in the world we live in.
Illusory joy is often worth more than genuine sorrow.
In this world, full often, our joys are only the tender shadows which our sorrows cast.
All forms of human happiness contain within themselves the seeds of their own decomposition.
The greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not our circumstances.
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