Happiness Quotes
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Happiness is the greatest hiding place for despair.
Soren Kierkegaard
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The following terms all mean one and the same thing: God, goodness, mental health, truth, decency, happiness, freedom, reality, peace, love, sensibleness.
Vernon Howard
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When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.
Helen Keller
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True happiness is to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future, not to amuse ourselves with either hopes or fears but to rest satisfied with what we have, which is sufficient, for he that is so wants nothing. The greatest blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach. A wise man is content with his lot, whatever it may be, without wishing for what he has not.
Seneca the Younger
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You need characters who want things. They want love, they want recognition, they want happiness.
Candace Bushnell
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Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.
Oscar Wilde
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Happiness is only attained by the free will agreeing in its freedom to accord with the will of God.
Sabine Baring-Gould
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Happiness, then, is co-extensive with contemplation, and the more people contemplate, the happier they are; not incidentally, but in virtue of their contemplation, because it is in itself precious. Thus happiness is a form of contemplation.
Aristotle
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Happiness must happen, and the same holds for success: you have to let it happen by not caring about it.
Viktor E. Frankl
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Happiness is the feeling that power increases - that resistance is being overcome.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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Altruism raises your mood because it raises your self-esteem, which increases happiness. Plus, giving to others gets you outside of yourself and distracts you from your problems.
Karen Salmansohn
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I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without interruption, endlessly, even though I feel that here in this world there’s no undisturbed place for our love, neither in the village nor anywhere else; and I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.
Franz Kafka