Musicians are probably the most uncomfortable people in themselves in the world. Happiness I think only exists when you're a child and once you go past 11 unfortunately it's gone.

I admit I can't shake the idea that there is virtue in suffering that there is a sort of psychic economy whereby if you embrace success happiness and comfort these things have to be paid for.

A comfortable house is a great source of happiness. It ranks immediately after health and a good conscience.

There is a set of religious or rather moral writings which teach that virtue is the certain road to happiness and vice to misery in this world. A very wholesome and comfortable doctrine and to which we have but one objection namely that it is not true.

Money if it does not bring you happiness will at least help you be miserable in comfort.

Money can't buy happiness but it can make you awfully comfortable while you're being miserable.

Families are the compass that guide us. They are the inspiration to reach great heights and our comfort when we occasionally falter.

Thought is subversive and revolutionary destructive and terrible Thought is merciless to privilege established institutions and comfortable habit. Thought is great and swift and free.

Life is made up not of great sacrifices or duties but of little things in which smiles and kindness and small obligations given habitually are what preserve the heart and secure comfort.

Wealth is well known to be a great comforter.