Habits For Happiness Novel Quotes Novels & Stories

He would have said more but I immediately cut it off with a question that made him stop. A sad smile crept on my lips. "If ever I die, will I be happy too?"

"Sometimes, my dear, happiness finds us when we least expect it. Embrace it, cherish it, and let it fuel your spirit. It's a beautiful thing." His words resonated deep within me, affirming the inexplicable joy that had blossomed within my soul. As I joined the rest of my coworkers, laughter and camaraderie filled the air, and I knew that this day would be one to be cherished—a day where happiness reigned supreme, and where the radiance within me would touch the lives of those around me.

I know that in a love like that… I’ll never feel like I’m not enough. The night crept on, wrapping the city in a silence that slowly became familiar. I remained seated by the window, letting the night breeze touch my cheek. Its sound was soft, like a whisper from nature, soothing me. There was no rush, no pressure to be strong or to smile. I picked up a notebook I hadn’t touched in ages. On the first page, my name was still written—Sienna—in ink that had begun to fade. Below it, a small quote I had written years ago: “Don’t forget, you deserve happiness too.”

Breathing a long sigh, he continued exasperatedly, "The child is mine, but I have no feelings for Sally at all. She wanted a child but didn't want marriage. So I helped her. After that, she went abroad. "I wouldn't even know that she returned with the baby if she didn't text me last week." That was when Sean smiled, putting a hand around my shoulder while caressing my belly, "Don't worry. You're the only one for me—we will have our marriage registered soon." My ears were left ringing while bile churned in my gut. Those sweet words used to be music to my ears, but it only left me sick now. Sean watched me as I quickly picked up a bucket to retch, and brought a box of candies, smiling, "Mornin

And in that moment, standing in the doorway of our soft, sleepy home, I knew one thing for certain— Happiness wasn’t loud. It was this. The laughter that still lingered in the air. The warmth of someone’s hand in yours. The quiet heartbeat of a house full of love. END OF CHAPTER 119

He looked me in the eye and shook his head. "Nothing. Go to sleep, why are you still awake? I told you to take care of yourself.. Why aren't you listening?" he asked again annoyed. I sighed. "I'm not sleepy.. I'm thinking about something." I said. "What again?" he said in a flat voice. "I read some quotes on g****e. And I think that suits you?" I promise. He nodded. "Then, share it with me." he said and I immediately followed. "Are all Singles sad? Why are all taken happy?

Green asked herself. The unread book on her hand since before, Green smiled at it, especially at quotation written on the cover. "For those who have been hurted in the past," stated the quotation. From the very first glance, the novel has intrigued her. Green laughed at herself, her past was not beautiful, she had a lot of bad memories, and to get to this point it was not easy for her. The gratitude she had expressed to herself was a form of appreciation for her enduring to this day.

She looked at the window. "Kade asked me this morning if I was happy," she said. "I told him yes. He said: how happy, on a scale. I told him it didn't work that way." She paused. "He said: humor me. So I said: the kind of happiness where I don't spend any time thinking about being unhappy, which is the only kind that counts." "What did he say?" "He wrote it down." She looked at me. "He actually wrote it in the journal."

"What was the happiest day of your life?" Alicia didn't answer immediately. She looked out the office window. Then smiled. "It wasn't one day." Emily tilted her head. "It was a collection of moments." She counted softly on her fingers. "The day Aiden was born." "The day Alex forgave me." "The day we married." "The day Harbor finally ended." She looked back at Emily. "Happiness isn't usually one grand event." "It's lots of ordinary moments that become extraordinary when you look back." Emily quietly memorized every word.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoy my latest novel. This is a story of love and betrayal. I warn you now, it doesn't contain explicit sex scenes. My spelling is NZ spelling, so you will find words spelt differently (s instead of z, u in words like colour). 🌿 Layla's Point of View Happiness, I thought, was what stayed when the noise left. Not fireworks, but settling. Not applause, but the hum that follows when the dishes are done. The kind of quiet that keeps a house stitched together.