It was as if all of the happiness, all of the magic of this blissful hour had flowed together into these stirring, bittersweet tones and flowed away, becoming temporal and transitory once more.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
This happiness consisted of nothing else but the harmony of the few things around me with my own existence, a feeling of contentment and well-being that needed no changes and no intensification.
Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
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.
I did not know what it was to be happy for a whole day at a time, scarcely for an hour.
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.
Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night; Lead me, O Lord, till perfect Day shall shine through Peace to Light.
Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance, order, rhythm and harmony.
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.
Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.
Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past.