Seeking Happiness Novels & Stories

Seeing Farrah’s sheepish reaction, Arabella withdrew her teasing. “Very. I am very contented.” Farrah replied with great satisfaction on her face. “I hope you too will find your true happiness someday.” Farrah added with sincerity. True happiness. Two words that carried a very deep meaning. Very easy to say but very hard to find. All wanted it but only few found it. Arabella’s heart jolted when she realized that she belonged to those many people who wanted it but it was very hard for her to have it. Who doesn’t want to be happy? Who doesn’t want to find true happiness? The more she wanted it the more tragic her life became.

Often we measure happiness by something big that might make us feel better than others. We think a luxury, great rank, top position and money can guarantee our happiness. But not so. Happiness is more than that because happiness is not determined by the material but by the heart. Happiness includes many things, even the smallest things like sunny weather and love songs can be happiness. Not big things like diamond rings, expensive brand-new bags or popularity like idols. My happiness is just something small, something enough to make me smile all time. My little joy is being able to stay aside the people I care for and see them smile.

After what happened this morning, I've been hiding away in my room because Alfonso won't leave the house. He has been in his office but I'm scared if I leave my room, I might bump into him. I was foolish enough to think I would even be treated properly and at this point, I realized money can't buy happiness. I was not happy It dawned on me that true happiness lies in the simplest things in life - love, laughter, and a sense of purpose. Money can provide temporary pleasures, but it can never buy contentment or fulfillment. In this realization, I made a decision to let go of my materialistic lifestyle and pursue a more authentic existence.

If he was not mistaken. Through his keen observation, he discovered Anna's strange signs. She laughed, but it was not a happy laugh, avoiding others, crying uncontrollably, and these signs indicated that she needed help, right now! Matthew speeds up, it's now 3am on a deserted road with almost no one around. A moment later, he stands under an apartment building looking up, all the apartments have turned off their lights except for one. He locates the position and just as he's about to step up the stairs, he hesitates as there is too much dust and trash. He frowns and grits his teeth, stabilizing his feeling of disgust, closes his eyes, and steps up each stair. Only he knows how this cleanlin

he shouted when she didn’t answer. “N-no,” she stammered. “I just wanted to know if that’s what you wanted.” Her voice was small. “Are you in love?” “Hmm,” he chuckled. The sound was dark. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” “I… I want you to be h-happy. If she makes you happy, then you should be with her.” He thought about that. Happy. What even was that anymore? He’d sought happiness from so many sources. But true joy eluded him. The closest thing he had ever achieved was the temporary thrill he received from “work.”

The curve on their faces. I always believed that happiness is made, not found. It lies in one's will to be happy. It's the desire of their hearts. Everyone can make it if they want. This only needs a renewal of heart and mind. If they are determined to find happiness, they need to make it first. You can never achieve the happiness you dream unless you work for it, and take a step forward. You are the one who holds the power whether to move for it or not.

This time, his eyes were full of sorrow and weariness. I guess happiness isn't about getting what you want all the time. It's about loving what you have and being grateful for it. It's about finding contentment, even if it's not perfect happiness, and being used to something you will accept through the course of time. It's not about settling for less, it's about knowing what is best for yourself. Therefore, I won't gamble on an uncertain future with Cedrick Miguel and potentially lose Inigo, who has consistently shown me love and care all these years. Even if he loves me, I still won't gamble because I know there's always a possibility I'll still get hurt. Been there, done that, learned my l

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.

Warrior sat down and looked at me patiently. I turned back to Shea. "You may be physically stronger, and I don't have the mental powers that you carry. But I'm not weak. You cannot define a species on just the specific things you're basing them on. Humans are happy. Where does your happiness lie? It's not in a nice cup of coffee in the morning, a hug from a loved one, your child rolling around in laughter. It's about power, wealth, greed, even if that means sacrificing the ones around you. You always want more. More meaningless things. More fights, more of what other people have, more sex. It's never enough. Never happy with what you have.