I relate to happiness as an ecstatic moment - something you don't create, you encounter.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I have my moments. Ever since I was a boy, I never was someone who was at ease with happiness. Too often I embrace introspection and self-doubt. I wish I could embrace the good things.
Happiness is a mysterious concept. It seems to work best as futurity: at that point I will be happy, et cetera. I feel like I experience small pieces of joy day to day.
I find happiness comes from numerous sources in my life. Most often, the happy moments I cherish most are quiet moments with my wife and family back home in Nova Scotia.
Sometimes someone feels like nothing goes their way, and then something really good happens. For me, hearing that I made someone happy makes me feel so alive!
Happiness is not something that just comes to you. It's an active process.
Happiness: an agreeable sensation arising from contemplating the misery of another.
I've gotten to a point, where I realize that happiness doesn't come from the outside.
Happiness comes when we test our skills towards some meaningful purpose.
Happiness is not a brilliant climax to years of grim struggle and anxiety. It is a long succession of little decisions simply to be happy in the moment.
The closest synonym of happiness is excitement, and you can generate it by doing something that you can't completely comprehend. This understanding makes the process rich and exciting.