#pines

Always be like a water. Float in the times of pain or dance like waves along the wind which touches its surface. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#inspirational #water #inspirational

If you write it down, you can make it happen. ↗

— Staness Jonekos

#inspirational #women #inspirational

Cake is happiness! If you know the way of the cake, you know the way of happiness! If you have a cake in front of you, you should not look any further for joy! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#cakes #happiness #inspirational #inspirational-life #inspirational-quotes

Happiness is an inside job ↗

— William Arthur Ward

#insp #inspirational #positive #inspirational

To buy a cake... to howl at the moon... to know true happiness... I am happy. ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#buying-a-cake #cake #happiness #howl-at-the-moon #inspirational

Everyone knew that if you divided reality by expectation, you got a happiness quotient. But when you invert the equation - expectation divided by reality - you didn't get the opposite of happiness. What you got, Lewis realized, was hope. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#happiness #inspirational #quotient #reality #inspirational

I am happy. I have something to accomplish, create, and achieve. I am happy. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#achieve #create #goals #happiness #happy

Many of us seem to live our lives looking for happiness. That is not always a bad thing, but it can be if we continually believe that happiness is someplace else and not in the present. ↗

— Barbara Barrington Jones

#inspirational #inspirational

Writing and drawing are very therapeutic, but they are also an excellent manifestation tool. I teach my clients to draw what they want, or to write a story about it to bring the manifestation forward into the present. ↗

— Alice McCall

#abundant #create #creativity #drawing #happiness

I remembered the taste of good Italian coffee in my London flat, brewed at the expense of time and a good deal of mess, compared to the sort that came out of machines in the office at the press of a button. I remembered walking to art school, through the windy winter, over hills and heaths: how much gladder I was to reach the rich warmth and to toast my hands on a radiator, than if I had gone by car. I remembered the nickels my father gave me as a child for being good: how much more I valued them than I would a dollar bill given all at once for no reason. Of course God as the ultimate parent could give happiness for the asking, just as my father could have given a handful of dollar bills, but at the age of five would I have known its value, or would it have looked to me just like a wad of grubby green paper? ↗

— Sumangali Morhall

#happiness #spirituality #age