That is the secret of happiness and virtue - liking what you´ve got to do. All conditioning aims at that: making people like their unescapable social destiny.

Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.

There is something curiously boring about somebody else's happiness

Experience is not what happens to a man; it is what a man does with what happens to him.

Everyone belongs to everyone else.

Experience is not what happens to you; it is what you do with what happens to you.