Reason and happiness are like other flowers -- they wither when plucked.

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

Habit is stronger than reason

Well-bred instinct meets reason halfway

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.

Happiness is not an ideal of reason but of imagination