The more I expect, the more unhappy I am going to be. The more I accept, the more serene I am.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My happiness grows in direct proportion to my acceptance, and in inverse proportion to my expectations.
Although I think I'm relatively happy as a person, I think there's something unhappy at the root of all my writing. I'd say optimistic but unhappy. Nothing that's particularly original, other than that we're going to live and die, and terrible things happen.
I feel like I'm calmer, I'm kinder, I'm more patient the more I do my own meditation.
I'm more relaxed and just feel like there's kind of a peace with myself.
Happiness was not made to be boasted, but enjoyed. Therefore tho others count me miserable, I will not believe them if I know and feel myself to be happy; nor fear them.
I feel beautiful when I'm at peace with myself. When I'm serene, when I'm a good person, when I've been considerate of others.
We are more interested in making others believe we are happy than in trying to be happy ourselves.
I'm a believer that the more I'm giving, the happier I am, and the more beautiful my exterior will be.
I'm never more miserable than when I write, and never more happy than having finished and having it sitting in front of me.
I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find myself. For I have learned that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition.