
Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
- Topic: Happiness, Life
- Location: Glacier National Park
- Photo: Jeffrey Benjamin
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The present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you are attentive, you will see it.
If you want to be happy, set a goal that commands your thoughts, liberates your energy and inspires your hopes.
A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles.
You don’t develop courage by being happy in your relationships everyday. You develop it by surviving difficult times and challenging adversity.
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities.
I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.
Happiness consists more in the small conveniences of pleasures that occur every day, than in great pieces of good fortune that happen but seldom to a man in the course of his life.
All happy families resemble one another, but each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
Cherish all your happy moments; they make a fine cushion for old age.
To every action there is always opposed an equal reaction: or, the mutual actions of two bodies upon each other are always equal, and directed to contrary parts.
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
Most men die at 27, we just bury them at 72.
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
Dying is nothing. What is terrible is not to live.
Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.
In all Chaos there is a Cosmos, In all Disorder a secret Order.
