Seeking Happiness Novels & Stories

Some end up finding the happiness they desire. While others fail to... Such happiness becomes short lived. As true happiness can't be found in people or things... Happiness attached to people or things will eventually fade away in time... But true happiness which comes from within will never. As humans, we can choose to be happy no matter the situation we are facing... Happiness can come as a result of chasing our dreams. It can come as a result of doing something we like... It also comes as a result of accepting ourselves for who we truly are and not who people think we are...

she whispered. There may be no lasting happiness in this world. However, living with the people we love, strengthening and accompanying each other, is absolute happiness. -THE END-

How can I contact Keaton to tell him that Louis will be looking for him because my cell phone is broken? When I have found a speck of happiness. When I have found a place to lean on. When I have found someone who needs me. When I want to plan a new life, he came to offer me happiness. I've been waiting for it for so long. For a long time, I hoped he would change. Am I giving up too quickly?

"My Queen please do not panic and give me thirty seconds to evaluate and find out what is keeping you trapped." "HURRY UP WILL YOU I FEEL SICK LIKE IM WASTING AWAY AND YOU ARE STANDING THERE TELLING ME TO GIVE YOU THIRTY SECONDS. YOU DO NOT HAVE THIRTY SECONDS YOU HAVE TWO TO FIGURE OUT WHAT IS GOING ON. GET TO IT RIGHT NOW. GET THIS SHIT FIGURED OUT AND GET ME OUT OF HERE NOW. HI DOCTOR I DID NOT WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN THIS SOON BUT GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF THIS DAMN CIRCLE NOW!!!"

Tessa's words struck a chord, reminding her of the emptiness that often accompanied her ambitious pursuits. The woman continued, her gaze unwavering. "You see, Cindy, happiness is found in the little moments – in the laughter of our children, the warmth of a shared smile, and the comfort of being loved unconditionally. It's about cherishing the present and finding contentment in the love we give and receive." Tessa's sincerity cut through Cindy's facade, leaving her momentarily speechless. For the first time, Cindy felt a twinge of self-reflection, questioning the choices she had made and the path she had chosen to pursue.

Hate the joy of happiness Incline to perfection Receiving love is rare Give away the peace you achieve More to life Than mere words Happiness surrounds Beyond the weak Establish rare phenomenon Reach out to open stars Let there be storm If it enables you to win over Caring is a fresh start Make the most use of peak Come establish peace I have culture I have affinity To even dust Making most of stars Sleeping up high In the sky Far from the hour of dispute Is the joy that climbs Up high This is life This applies Mistaken by prosperity I reach new heights In the mind That occupies Peace Good will And charm Of world again Happiness - The instinct of the great Come establish thought Real is some

No hatred invested in our hearts. Happiness. That's what filled our hearts now and I could never ask for more. itsclarixass

"It's determination and now I'm determined to make you happy." "I already am," I shyly smile back at him and lean in for a kiss. "It's all I want," he whispers on my lips and kisses me. People have different sources of happiness. Some are happy when they achieve a goal, others draw happiness from their family and thirds are happy when showered with money. The source is different for everyone, but the result is the same. Happiness. And my source of happiness? My happiness is a person and his name is Viktor. It's wrong on so many levels, but why should it matter when it makes me happy?

It was small and not overly decorated or something too fancy with tons of extra facilities that many would prefer, but it was overall a good and comfortable place; At least, it was a safe zone for me where I wouldn't have to worry about anyone invading my privacy, or any unwanted arrival to deal with. Things were at the right place for now. But the losses I'd endured in the past were so huge that I couldn't really say, I was happy— I was okay. Just okay. I didn't have any idea if I truly was content with staying just okay, or if I wished to be happy. But even if I wanted happiness, what was the place where I could find it? Could I ever find it? Perhaps not. So taking off for a meaningless se

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.