The Bluebird of Happiness long absent from his life, Ned is visited by the Chicken of Depression.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Happiness is rarely absent; it is we that know not of its presence.
Each week, I post a video about some 'Pigeon of Discontent' raised by a reader. Because, as much as we try to find the 'Bluebird of Happiness,' we're also plagued by those small but pesky 'Pigeons of Discontent.'
Believe me, happiness is not ticking off Walter Cronkite.
Happiness is the absence of the striving for happiness.
Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails.
Happiness is working with Jack Lemmon.
Happy the man who, like Ulysses, has made a fine voyage, or has won the Golden Fleece, and then returns, experienced and knowledgeable, to spend the rest of his life among his family.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
The bluebird carries the sky on his back.
There never was a happier or more devoted husband than the male bluebird. He is the gay champion and escort of the female at all times, and while she is sitting, he feeds her regularly.