Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who are all happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes.

What can you do if you are thirty and, turning the corner of your own street, you are overcome, suddenly, by a feeling of bliss - absolute bliss - as though you'd suddenly swallowed a bright piece of that late afternoon sun and it burned in your bosom, sending out a little shower of sparks into every particle into every finger and toe?...

You don’t have to be happy to smile.

The more you are motivated by love, the more fearless and free your actions will be.

Happiness is the key that unlocks the door to better things

Everything about her was sweet, pale like honey. You would not have been surprised to see a bee caught in the tangles of that yellow hair.