When God loves a creature he wants the creature to know the highest happiness and the deepest misery He wants him to know all that being alive can bring. That is his best gift. There is no happiness save in understanding the whole.

It required all his delicate Epicurean education to prevent his doing something about it; he had to repeat over to himself his favorite notions: that the injustice and unhappiness in the world is a constant; that the theory of progress is a delusion; that the poor, never having known happiness, are insensible to misfortune. Like all the rich he could not bring himself to believe that the poor (look at their houses, look at their clothes) could really suffer. Like all the cultivated he believed that only the widely read could be said to know that they were unhappy.

Nothing is miserable unless you think it so; and on the other hand, nothing brings happiness unless you are content with it.

Seeking happiness is a straight way to misery.

The best thing about animals is that they don't talk much.

My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate.