Man only likes to count his troubles; he doesn't calculate his happiness.
We are all happy if we but knew it.
Here is a commandment for you: seek happiness in sorrow. Work, work tirelessly.
My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetime?
You will have many enemies, but even your foes will love you. Life will bring you many misfortunes, but you will find your happiness in them, and will bless life and will make others bless it--which is what matters most.
And, indeed, I will ask on my own account here, an idle question: which is better - cheap happiness or exalted sufferings? Well, which is better?