We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it.
Universal happiness keeps the wheels steadily turning; truth and beauty can’t.
There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow-creatures, and feeling that your presence is an addition to their comfort.
The hell with luck. I’ll bring the luck with me.
The fact that a believer is happier than a skeptic is no more to the point than the fact that a drunken man is happier than a sober one.
No sane man can be happy, for to him life is real, and he sees what a fearful thing it is. Only the mad can be happy, and not many of those.
No one can grant you happiness. Happiness is a choice we all have the power to make.
No medicine cures what happiness cannot.[No hay medicina que cure lo que no cura la felicidad.]
Man stands face to face with the irrational. He feels within him his longing for happiness and for reason. The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence of the world.
Luck, you see, brings bitter friends.
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
It’s better to be lucky than rich.
