#happines

When the gods want to punish you, they answer your prayers. ↗

— karen Blixon

#happiness-sadness #love

we used to play around with our implicitly, we are too enjoying a game of looking and interpreting our self, until there is one thing that may be forgotten: is happy incomplete, if we do not explicitly express it? ↗

— Aditia Rinaldi

#happiness #implicitly #incomplete #love #we

Give Happiness, Patience, kindness, and Care, and the PAIN goes away. Then only LOVE remains... ↗

— Tsem Tulku Rinpoche

#happiness #kindness #love #patience #love

But I don't understand the point of being together if you're not the happiest. ↗

— Amy Dunne Gone girl

#love #love

There is nothing more terrorizing than the possibility that nothing is hidden. There is nothing more scandalous than a happy marriage ↗

— Adam Phillips

#marriage

The wise old fairy tales never were so silly as to say that the prince and the princess lived peacefully ever afterwards. The fairy tales said that the prince and princess lived happily ever afterwards; and so they did. They lived happily, although it is very likely that from time to time they threw the furniture at each other. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#happiness #marriage #prince #princess #marriage

I found in myself the ability to give everything, to lay the whole show on the line. In that ability is hidden happiness, and all men have it, lurking somewhere.. ↗

— Dick Dorworth

#happiness #skiing #men

In my own shire, if I was sad Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed for the son she bore; And standing hills, long to remain, Shared their short-lived comrade's pain. And bound for the same bourn as I, On every road I wandered by, Trod beside me, close and dear, The beautiful and death-struck year: Whether in the woodland brown I heard the beechnut rustle down, And saw the purple crocus pale Flower about the autumn dale; Or littering far the fields of May Lady-smocks a-bleaching lay, And like a skylit water stood The bluebells in the azured wood. Yonder, lightening other loads, The season range the country roads, But here in London streets I ken No such helpmates, only men; And these are not in plight to bear, If they would, another's care. They have enough as 'tis: I see In many an eye that measures me The mortal sickness of a mind Too unhappy to be kind. Undone with misery, all they can Is to hate their fellow man; And till they drop they needs must still Look at you and wish you ill. ↗

— A.E. Housman

#city #compassion #country #hate #home

Frugality, I've learned, has its own cost, one that sometimes lasts forever. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#happiness #money #money

Many people are so poor that the only thing they have is money. Cultivate your spiritual growth. ↗

— Rodolfo Costa

#happiness #money #personal-growth #spiritual-growth #money