I remembered reading somewhere that if you smile at something, it automatically makes you happier.

You've got to S-M-I-L-E
To be H-A-Double-P-Y

Life is too short to be anything but happy. Love deeply, forgive quickly, take chances, give everything with no regrets and forget the past with exception of what you have learned and remembered everything happens for a reason.

Joy passed, but happiness never completely disappeared; a touch of it would always remain to remind one it had been there. It was happiness that made one smile, then.

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.

And Nate? You kiss like a slobbering dog, you have bad breath, and you wouldn't know how to punch the right buttons on a girl if we came with manuals. Happy Thanksgiving, Jackass.