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"A string of excited, fugitive, miscellaneous pleasures is not happiness; happiness resides in imaginative reflection and judgment, when the picture of one's life, or of human life, as it truly has been or is, satisfies the will, and is gladly accepted."
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"Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved."

"Oh, if I had been loved at the age of seventeen, what an idiot I would be today. Happiness is like smallpox: if you catch it too soon, it can completely ruin your constitution."

"Action may not bring happiness but there is no happiness without action."

"Seeking happiness is not the problem. The problem is that we often do not know where and how to find genuine happiness and so make the mistakes that cause suffering for ourselves & others."

"A sum can be put right: but only by going back till you find the error and working it afresh from that point, never by simply going on."

"Man is created for happiness, that happiness lies in himself, in the satisfaction of simple human needs; and that all unhappiness is due, not to privation but to superfluity."

"Even when we allow our imaginations to run wild on the joys of heaven, we find that our minds are incapable of conceiving what it will be like."
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"The passions grafted on wounded pride are the most inveterate; they are green and vigorous in old age."

"Friendship is almost always the union of a part of one mind with the part of another; people are friends in spots."

"Happiness is the only sanction of life; where happiness fails, existence remains a mad and lamentable experiment."

"The degree in which a poet's imagination dominates reality is, in the end, the exact measure of his importance and dignity."

"With you a part of me hath passed away; For in the peopled forest of my mind A tree made leafless by this wintry wind Shall never don again its green array. Chapel and fireside, country road and bay, Have something of their friendliness resigned; Another, if I would, I could not find, And I am grown much older in a day. But yet I treasure in my memory Your gift of charity, and young hearts ease, And the dear honour of your amity; For these once mine, my life is rich with these. And I scarce know which part may greater be,-- What I keep of you, or you rob from me."
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