“Real happiness is so simple that most people do not recognize it. It is derived from the simplest, the quietest, the most unpretentious things in the world.”

Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe.

Our destiny changes with our thought; we shall become what we wish to become, do what we wish to do, when our habitual thought corresponds with our desire.

What are stumbling blocks and defeat to the weak and vacillating are but stepping stones to victory to the determined soul.

You cannot measure a man by his failures. You must know what use he makes of them. What did they mean to him. What did he get out of them.

Obstacles will look large or small to you according to whether you are large or small.

What keeps so many people back is simply unwillingness to pay the price, to make the exertion, the effort to sacrifice their ease and comfort.

Make it a life-rule to give your best to whatever passes through your hands. Stamp it with your manhood. Let superiority be your trademark.

Conquer yourself and you can conquer everything else.

The best books are those which lift us to a higher plane where we breathe a purer atmosphere.

All men who have achieved great things have been great dreamers.

Wanted, a man who will not lose his individuality in a crowd, a man who has the courage of his convictions, who is not afraid to say “No,” though all the world say “Yes.

It is the youth who sees a great opportunity hidden in just these simple services, who sees a very uncommon situation, a humble position, who gets on in the world.

Put the uncommon effort into the common task… make it large by doing it in a great way.

Find your purpose and fling your life out to it. Find a way or make one. Try with all your might. Self-made or never made.

This is the test of your manhood: How much is there left in you after you have lost everything outside of yourself?

There is no stimulus like that which comes from the consciousness of knowing that others believe in us.

We all go through feelings of excitement, depression, happiness, stress, love, and the list goes on. 

Be happy for others genuinely radically happy and I promise you only good will follow.

How short the happy moments seem and how endless the sad ones.

In the secretly blushing cheek is reflected the glow of the heart.

Reading and sauntering and lounging and dosing, which I call thinking, is my supreme Happiness.

What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.

happy life and merciful death

Watching the sun rise again over the rooftops i whisper the things i wish would come back, too. Like hope like happiness like you.