I am weary of happiness, both as a word and as a concept.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Happiness: an agreeable sensation arising from contemplating the misery of another.
There are as many forms of happiness as sorrow, though most prove fleeting.
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.
Happiness, to some, elation; Is, to others, mere stagnation.
The word 'happiness' always bothered me, partly because it was scientifically unwieldy and meant a lot of different things to different people, and also because it's subjective.
Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.
Happiness is the absence of the striving for happiness.
I am more weary of life, I think, than ever I was.
Happiness is the longing for repetition.
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