The secret of being miserable is to have leisure to bother about whether you are happy or not. The cure for it is occupation.
The misery stayed, not thought about but aching away, and sometimes I would have to ask myself, Why do I ache? Men can get used to anything, but it takes time.
Optimism! said Cacambo, what is that? Alas! replied Candide, it is the obstinacy of maintaining that everything is best when it is worst.[Also known as:]Optimism is the madness of insisting that all is well when we are miserable.
All good enterprises which are not grafted on to a morally good attitude of mind are nothing but illusion and outwardly glittering misery.[Alles Gute aber, das nicht auf moralisch-gute Gesinnung gepfropft ist, ist nichts als lauter Schein und schimmerndes Elend.]