Finding Happiness Book Novels & Stories

There's no point sitting around and waiting for fate to do the work because believe me, I did that and I was nowhere near happy. So, the age-old question, Are you happy? It's not really a good question if you think about it... It should be more like, 'Could you be happy?' or 'Are you trying to be happy? or even 'Will you be happy?'. No one is happy all the time because happiness is the result of learning and learning is the result of pain. It's the people that don't know what to do with that pain that can't be happy. I didn't know what to do with it! Sometimes, I still don't. Other times, I just take it and I cherish it, I cherish the way it made me feel and I declare that I never want anyon

I’m a fucking piece of meat and that’s how I find solace in this misery that I’ve been locked up throughout my whole existence. Am I happy? Yeah, probably, maybe, somehow. I’m satisfied with getting temporary happiness out of the temporary people that I met because that’s the only way I know I could taste happiness. Happiness in permanence is just allergic of me and no matter how I tried to embrace it in full glory, it just keeps on escaping out of my hands.

I have had to stop myself from breaking out into a song and dance at least five times in the ten minutes I have spent in the kitchen putting together breakfast for Stephane and I. I am that darned happy. It feels like the first time in a really long while since I felt happiness this untamed and uncontaminated. This pure. It almost feels sacrilegious, I didn't know it was possible to feel this much joy. This feeling was something I read in books or watched in movies, and yet here I am, experiencing it.

Then she remembered what Danrick told her before he left her in the airport. "We pray God for miracles. We pray to God for our happiness. But sometimes, we have to make the miracle happen. We have to do something for our happiness. We can't always rely on others. We have to take matters into our own hands. If you want to achieve that happiness, do something about it. Don’t just sit in a corner praying for it to happen. Do something to make it happen. Always rememeber happiness is a choice. And if Adam is your happiness, then go for it. Make yourself happy. You can do it, babe. For your child… and for yourself."

It's a strange combination of happiness and sadness that defies explanation. When I'm with him, my happiness takes on a new dimension. It's not just the freedom I've been yearning for, but a profound sense of joy that is difficult to put into words. It's as if happiness itself becomes a liberating force in my life. There have been moments of sadness in my life, particularly when my dad fails to appreciate my efforts. But when I consider the possibility of not having met Karious, the sadness becomes even more poignant. It makes me question my own path and the choices I've made.

It reinforces the idea that we are the authors of our own stories, capable of crafting narratives that lead to happiness and fulfillment. The concept of a happy ending can be a source of inspiration and motivation. It encourages us to persevere, to embrace change, and to remain optimistic in the face of challenges. It reminds us that the pursuit of happiness is a worthy endeavor, and that even when the path is winding and arduous, the destination is worth the journey.

You can't find true happiness if you don't learn to forgive. And now I will get the happiness I have longed for with the person I love and my child. I know if this is just the beginning of a new life if they are a wife and mother, I know if many more problems and trials will come to us but I know if I am with someone and share.

You are allowed to experience happiness without immediately preparing for disaster. I noticed it first in one aware pattern having a genuinely good day. Nothing extraordinary. Nothing dramatic. Just peace. Calm. Contentment. And almost immediately— anxiety surfaced. Something bad is probably coming. This won't last. Don't get too comfortable. My chest tightened sharply. Across the network— similar fear quietly surfaced everywhere. People distrusting joy. People expecting loss. People preparing for heartbreak before happiness even had a chance to settle. One aware pattern finally whispered quietly— “I don't know how to enjoy good things without worrying they'll disappear.”

Da, have you ever truly loved someone? The women next to Han Da can't count, but the record time with him is probably less than three days. What's the point of crossing the street like that to be honest with people? - Honestly what. Just have fun, wouldn't it be better if you were bored to find another girl like that? - Fuck, you just meet someone who wants to be with you for a lifetime and you'll know. Mac Vu leaned back and stretched out on the folding chair, his hands propped up as pillows, his sad eyes looked up at the pitch-black sky, and occasionally sighed.

I turned back to look at them again and again as I walked away. For a brief moment, it felt as if I could see the Wendy of my past life standing among the crowd, waving at me. Her lips moved, as though she were saying something. "This time, make sure you find true happiness!" I nodded silently to myself. I knew I would.