Cry. Forgive. Learn. Move on. Let your tears water the seeds of your future happiness.
So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon.
Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.
It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.
Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile.
I think and think and think, I?ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.
Letting go means to come to the realization that some people are a part of your history, but not a part of your destiny.
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery?air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.
When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.