So this is happiness?
I am happy today with the sheets of life. I washed out the bedsheets.
There is no happiness like mine.
Happiness isn't something you experience; it's something you remember.
Happiness is merely the remission of pain.
A contented man can enjoy the scenery along the detour.
People who are late are often happier than those who have to wait for them.
Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself.
