One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory.
The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.
Man only likes to count his troubles; he doesn't calculate his happiness.
I'm in love with cities I've never been to and people I've never met.
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.
Happiness depends upon ourselves.
I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.
When I was 5 years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down “happy.” They told me I didn't understand the assignment and I told them they didn't understand life.
Some cause happiness wherever they go; others, whenever they go.
I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.