There is no happiness like that of a young couple in a little house they have built themselves in a place of beauty and solitude.

We must select the illusion which appeals to our temperament and embrace it with passion if we want to be happy.

I take it as a prime cause of the present confusion of society that it is too sickly and too doubtful to use pleasure frankly as a test of value.

Just to fill the hour—that is happiness.

I have given up considering happiness as relevant.

He who would be happy should stay at home.

Happiness is no laughing matter.

The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.

How to gain, how to keep, how to recover happiness is in fact for most men at all times the secret motive of all they do.

There is only one honest impulse at the bottom of puritanism, and that is the impulse to punish the man with a superior capacity for happiness.

Happiness, whether in business or private life, leaves very little trace in history.

I had rather be in a state of misery and envied for my supposed happiness than in a state of happiness and pitied for my supposed misery.

One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats.