روايات وقصص ضمن Habits For Happiness Novel Quotes

I didn’t even realize I had dozed off peacefully. The next morning, I started perceiving things. I noticed that a spider had spun a shimmering line from my lamp to the top of my mirror and stood in the middle of the cluttered room, breathing in the filthy air, like this room belonged to it. I burst out laughing, I felt happy. I actually did. I loathe my old self who thought having everything you need with you made us happy. True happiness didn’t lie in money, instead it lied in the small unexpected things.

I had been successful every time at getting out of it. "Reading is good for you! It's so much fun too," he insisted as he picked a book from a shelf and took a seat beside me. "You just want me to become a nerd like you," I mumbled against the pillow. Now that I was lying on the bed, I grew more tired. It felt like the bed had sucked in all my energy and now, I didn't even feel like moving a finger. "With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?" he quoted someone and I flailed my arm until I successfully smacked him. "Ouch! Fine! No quotes!"

I set my phone down and looked at Mark playing with Harper in the yard. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows over them. The pain I once thought would last forever now seemed like a fleeting fog in the river of life. I realized then that true happiness wasn't necessarily found in grand vows or dramatic gestures. Instead, it could also be found here in this seemingly mundane life filled with effusive warmth.

Emma asks. I look over her head at Tony, who's watching me with so much love it makes my heart ache. "She lived happily ever after," I whisper. "Because she learned that happiness isn't something that happens to you. It's something you choose, every single day. And she chose it. Again and again and again." "I like that story," Emma murmurs, already drifting back to sleep. "Me too, baby girl. Me too." I close my eyes, surrounded by my family, in a home filled with safety and love and light.

"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.

I feel my eyes widen further, blinking at the man who’s still there listening to this nonsense. “I’m broken, no two ways about it. I don’t know how to accept her generosity knowing that all I could possibly hope to be is an embarrassment. I hate feeling mad or sad or dwelling on things I can’t change. I want to see the best of this world and help people to be happy in it. Happiness is a choice not a circumstance, and it’s the only life I’ll ever have to live, according to Sister Agatha, so I should make the most of it.”

I was unsure to decide whether to go or not when my aunt’s solemn voice cut through the silence of the room, she spoke hesitantly, “My happiness or others’ happiness? Which one is important?” Her factual representation of my inner struggle amazed me, she stroked my head lovingly. “Always remember one thing, Liz! Happiness is like a perfume, it only increases by sharing. If you take baby steps by being happy for others’ special occasions, you will find your happiness soon.” … Aunt Flora’s advice turned out to be life-saving for me as I enjoyed myself at the mating ceremony, the bright smile on my BFF’s face made my day.

The serenity lingered until suddenly, the spirit jolted Amber's consciousness to turn to the surface. "Hey, how about we celebrate your freedom when we get to your new home?" "Celebrating freedom?" Ruby furrowed her brows. "Yes, haven't you been freed from your obsession? If you haven't, you can't possibly want to stay at the Berg family's residence," Amber said while shrugging one shoulder. Instead of being happy, Ruby snorted lightly. "What's there to celebrate? My life is still pathetic." "Don’t be so stiff, Ruby. If you wait for happiness to come, you will lose. Happiness must be stimulated. Do you know that back then, I travelled around the world after I got rid of my obsession?"

I paused, placed my hands on my cheeks, and rolled, questioning myself, "What do I do? What do I do to make myself happy?" I rolled back on my belly and the ink of my pen touched down the page and I began to write, "NUMBER ONE, GO TO A PARTY, MEDITATE, LEARN A LANGUAGE. LEARN ANY TECH RELATED THING. GO FOR A BEACH PARTY. HILL CLIMBING, SWIMMING, GET DRUNK, SLAP AIDEN AGAIN, MAKE MOM MADDER, MAKE HER SMILE TOO. SEDUCE AIDEN..." I paused the I erased the seduce Aiden part of what I wrote. Flipping the book close, I muttered, "I think this is enough," and then I rolled on my back.