Love isn’t there to make us happy. I believe it exists to show us how much we can endure.
If you like her, if she makes you happy, and if you feel like you know her—then don’t let her go.
If happy I can be I will, if suffer I must I can.
I would always rather be happy than dignified.
I wish as well as every body else to be perfectly happy; but, like every body else it must be in my own way.
I knew a man who had a dumb wife. He was ever so happy.
I could have been happy here, if I had come in days of peace.
I am not good at noticing when I’m happy, except in retrospect.
How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she was a perfectly rational being?
He’s lucky who doesn’t notice whether it’s winter now, or summer.[Счастлив тот, кто не замечает, лето теперь или зима.]
Happy endings always made her cry. It was the relief.
God of heaven! and is this the destiny of man? Is he only happy before he has acquired his reason, or after he has lost it?