Finding Happiness Book Novels & Stories

On the high-speed train home, the scenery outside passed by in fragments, but I could not focus on any of it. Shanine slept soundly on my shoulder. She had drunk too much the night before and had been rushed onto the train early this morning, leaving her half-dazed. Her hair brushed my neck, carrying the familiar scent of her shampoo. Yet, my heart felt strangely quiet. Almost empty. That happiness had arrived too fiercely, and it had disappeared just as quickly. Phoebe sat across from us, wearing headphones and scrolling through her phone. Occasionally, she looked up, our eyes meeting briefly before she quickly looked away again, as if nothing had ever happened.

I messed up with her that I know, I am selfish and I know that too but what does everyone want in this world besides happiness? I think that we are all just lost souls looking for a glimpse of happiness in our miserable lives and when we find it, we become selfish and want to hold on to it no matter the cost. I know that I am not the only one out here looking for that glimpse of happiness and I had it. For seven months I had it and I was at my happiest. Is it selfish? Yes, it is but who isn’t? We all do things and makes decisions all in the name of finding that glimpse of happiness.

“You knew how much I loved him” Kimora couldn’t help but glance between them. Sensing the tension building, she intervened in an attempt to defuse the escalating tension. “Larisa dear, I know it hurts, I’m not in your shoes right now to know how pained you are. Dwelling in the past won’t change anything. You’re an amazing person. One day, you’ll meet someone who appreciates you and would forever be faithful to you” “You heard her. Focus on making yourself happy. Your worth is not determined by someone who chooses to be with someone else” Ava added softly. Larisa looked at Daisy from head to toe and sighed deeply.

"I consider happiness to be something relative." "Like... What makes you happy may not make someone else happy too?" "Yes, exactly!" I look at him surprised. "I see it as an achievement." "An achievement? Like... For example... Seeking it during the path you trace and not just after reaching the end?" "Yes! Many people think that they will only be happy when they get where they want to be. When in fact, happiness can be found in small things. You just have to allow yourself to see it." "So, it's a point of view."

A small smile curved her lips, and involuntary my eyes flickered to them, "Finding happiness in the little small things." It was like she was speaking another language. Confusion tightened my brows and I curiously asked, "So, what makes you happy?" She kept her eyes on me, "Drinking my coffee in the morning," She started, listing the most basic things any human being could have, "Sitting beside the sea, listening to music and just not think about anything," She added, "Reading a good book," She didn't seem to be thinking hard about this, "Speeding down an empty road with a good car like yours for example," She cracked a smile, "Seeing my best friends after so long," She pulled into a deep br

"It does. " "The world needs your smile. " He rolled his eyes. "God needs my frown. He should not be pleased with his children. " She wondered why she thought of a quote that was contradictory with her statement but backed his up. She frowned. Don't care what the world needs, it said. Ask what makes you come alive and go do it. Because the world wants people who come alive. She remembered that it had been Howard thurmans quote. But could everybody be born an original? Here was an original sitting before her, ignorant that he was misled by a thinker whose philosophy did her no good. She wanted to tell him that life wasn't about pursuing happiness... You would end depressed. Happiness was with

The question came out of nowhere, or out of the specific somewhere of the Sunday evening, the second batch, the kitchen warm, the garden dark. Alexander looked at him. The question was not a small question. It was not a question that could be answered with a simple yes or no, not really, not if you thought about it. Happiness was complicated. Happiness was not a state but a direction, not a destination but a way of traveling. Happiness was the second batch, maybe — not the achievement but the ease that came after the achievement, not the work but the reward for the work. But Alexander did not overthink it. He did not analyze. He did not qualify.

“The future, the past, all of it. But right now… it’s just us.” They stayed there, in the quiet garden, letting the world move around them without concern. No threats, no dangers, no shadows. Just the slow, steady pulse of life they had fought so hard to reach. Grace leaned into him, letting the warmth of his body anchor her, and in that simple, ordinary morning, she realized something profound: happiness didn’t have to be grandiose or dramatic. It could be slow, gentle, patient. It could be found in the small, unremarkable moments shared with someone who understood you completely.

Yes, I have anything I've ever wanted including cars, bikes, a yacht and several homes including holiday homes but you wouldn't believe the number of times that I have sat in one of those many places with everything I could want in life and yet, I've never felt so lonely. So yeah, many people may think that I have it all, and have a perfect life but I don't. If there's one thing I've learned over the years is that you can't buy true happiness, that is free but seriously hard to find. But today, watching my little girl and Julia at the carnival... that felt like true happiness. The gleam in their eyes, the sounds of their laughs, the feeling that it gave me inside, that is what I imagine true

We stood there in comfortable silence for a while. “You seem very happy,” he said softly. “I am,” I replied honestly. “Truly happy. I have learned that happiness is not about having everything you want. It is about wanting what you have, and using it to do good.” He smiled, a genuine, warm smile. “You have taught me that, too. I am happy, in my own way. I have learned to live honestly, to respect others, and to let go of fear. Whatever happens, I am grateful for that.”