#pine

To me, the most important thing is happiness. ↗

— Sheryl Swoopes

#important #important thing #me #most #the most important

Too much sensibility creates unhappiness and too much insensibility creates crime. ↗

— Charles Maurice de Talleyrand

#crime #insensibility #much #sensibility #too

If things aren't sailing as smooth as the wind. Ask the Universe to Pencil you IN! ↗

— Stanley Victor Paskavich

#life

The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions. ↗

— Alfred Lord Tennyson

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When a mother quarrels with a daughter, she has a double dose of unhappiness hers from the conflict, and empathy with her daughter's from the conflict with her. Throughout her life a mother retains this special need to maintain a good relationship with her daughter. ↗

— Terri Apter

#daughter #dose #double #empathy #good

Suspicion is far more to be wrong than right; more often unjust than just. It is no friend to virtue, and always an enemy to happiness. ↗

— Hosea Ballou

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Worldly wealth is the Devil's bait; and those whose minds feed upon riches recede, in general, from real happiness, in proportion as their stores increase, as the moon, when she is fullest, is farthest from the sun. ↗

— Robert Burton

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Happiness, I do not know where to turn to discover you on earth, in the air or the sky; yet I know you exist and are no futile dream. ↗

— Rosalia de Castro

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It's an amazing experience when you focus on the positive things in your life. Things start to change. You become happier. You see things differently. There might still be negative things there, but like an airplane flying overhead, they become the background noise of your mind. ↗

— Tom Giaquinto

#happy #inspirational #positive #change

As we drove off into the moonless night, raindrops danced through our headlights like the fireflies of my childhood. I silently cursed the frailty of happiness and doubted whether it ever existed for me. I could remember happier times, though, and those memories fluttered about my mind like fireflies, beckoning with their elusive splendor. But chasing memories held no more promise than catching fireflies. The pursued feelings either vanished or lost their magic upon examination, hardly the green-glowing beauty seen at a distance. So I looked ahead of me and dreamed on into the darkness, hoping to one day find someone who would love me. ↗

— Scott Gaille

#love #beauty