A great obstacle to happiness is to anticipate too great a happiness.
Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails.
The man is happiest who lives from day to day and asks no more, garnering the simple goodness of life.
Lucky that man whose children make his happiness in life and not his grief, the anguished disappointment of his hopes.
There is something in the pang of change More than the heart can bear, Unhappiness remembering happiness.