Drink because you are happy, but never because you are miserable.
You can turn off the sun, but im still ganna shine!
Happiness is corny. It is a word you do not find in Dorland’s medical dictionary. When people are feeling tops, really at peace with themselves and others, they are not happy. In the medical sense, in that condition they are thought of not as happy, they are “euphoric,” which, loosely translated, means slap-happy.
She’d be more than happy. She’d be strong.
Was I happy? Maybe more content than
bouncing-off-the-sofa-like-Tom-Cruise-ecstatic, but that’s still happy isn’t it?
…if ever you hear a man telling you that you must be happy, that it’s your natural right, that your first duty is to yourself-that will be the man who’s not after your soul.
Don’t promise when you’re happy, don’t reply when you’re angry, and don’t decide when you’re sad.
I’m always thinking about what I’m missing. Even when I’m happy with what I have.
Happiness is self-contained and self-sufficient. Happy men have no time and no use for you. Happy men are free men.
I think I feel it
The nimble, fleeting emotion
That novels and authors desperately
Try to convey in ink and heart blood
Whose shadow festers in the loins
Of teenagers and their insatiability
The hidden thing none of us can see
Yet we all disagree what it looks like
If only it were love… simple, infinite love
But this was more, this was bloodshot madness.