Ask yourself whether you are happy and you cease to be so.
Now and then it’s good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.
Enjoyment is just the sound of being centered.
We cannot be happy if we expect to live all the time at the highest peak of intensity. Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance and order and rhythm and harmony.
The fact is always obvious much too late, but the most singular difference between happiness and joy is that happiness is a solid and joy a liquid.
Be happy, and a reason will come along.
Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.
When neither their property nor their honor is touched, the majority of men live content.
Joy is such stuff as the hinges of Heaven’s doors are made of.
Isn’t it cool when the days that are supposed to feel good, actually do?