Money brings some happiness. But after a certain point, it just brings more money.

Sudden money is going from zero to two hundred dollars a week. The rest doesn't count.

I've got nothing to do today but smile.

I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I took joy in the things that made me happy.

Anyone who says money can't buy happiness just doesn't know where to shop.

This planet has - or rather had - a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movement of small green pieces of paper, which was odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.