Some of us learned in a school of philosophy which taught that all was for the common good and nothing for oneself and have never in any case regarded the pursuit of happiness as anything other than an aberration of the human spirit.

Shall I give you my recipe for happiness? I find everything useful and nothing indispensable. I find everything wonderful and nothing miraculous. I reverence the body. I avoid first causes like the plague.

I see nothing wrong with the human trait to desire. In fact I consider it integral to our success mechanism. Becoming attached to what we desire is what causes the trouble. If you must have it in order to be happy then you are denying the happiness of the here and now.

Even when they have nothing the Irish emit a kind of happiness a joy.

Happiness is nothing but temporary moments here and there - and I love those. But I would be bored out of my mind if I were happy all the time.

Off with you! You're a happy fellow for you'll give happiness and joy to many other people. There is nothing better or greater than that!

This happiness consisted of nothing else but the harmony of the few things around me with my own existence a feeling of contentment and well-being that needed no changes and no intensification.

My whole thing is to agree to disagree and to have respect because nothing can really be changed and you wouldn't want to ruin their happiness - even if that happiness is ignorance.

Completeness? Happiness? These words don't come close to describing my emotions. There truly is nothing I can say to capture what motherhood means to me particularly given my medical history.

Happiness is within. It has nothing to do with how much applause you get or how many people praise you. Happiness comes when you believe that you have done something truly meaningful.