Seeking Happiness Novels & Stories

It was just that love wasn't enough was it? "I think that sometimes it could be multiple things and sometimes it could be nothing." The other girl turned to look at her, and then, "What do you mean?" "I think it doesn't matter, nothing does." "People always make a big deal about this 'thing' that one needs to focus on, this passion that's supposed to be the door to happiness. Meaning that if you don't find that 'thing' then you're doomed. I think that we're gonna be here a long time, the least we should do is try to make the most of this time. Seek happiness itself as opposed to the thing that's supposed to be the key to it." Kayla explained.

"Happiness is an absence of all negative emotions, my love, and the presence of any positive one; that's why joy comes in so many wonderful flavours. It's also the reason that our commercial world is so miserable and empty; we are all intelligent enough to comprehend that whilst the lure looks like happiness, it is really a terrible imposter fashioned from greed, fear, vanity, sloth and selfishness. It's like at the end of the wizard of oz, when they peek behind the curtain to see a selfish little man peddling a creaking machine, what's seen can't be unseen. Anything done for pure and positive motivation will fill you with happiness and begin healing, painful though that process can be. It's

“What about internal happiness?” “That comes with prosperity.” She chuffed. “I know many wealthy people who are not happy, Z.” “Very well. What does prosperity mean to you?” She thought about it for a moment, sipping her mocha. “Independence from wants, needs, or desires.” “Sounds rather empty, having no desires.” She smiled, a cat having just cornered her prey. “That depends on your definition of desires.” “Aspirations, lust, passion and an eagerness to pursue.”

She pleases me beyond measure. I used to think that happiness was a destination that I was yet to arrive at. However, since meeting Helen I realise in the pursuit of happiness, I was missing the cumulative moments of joy along the way. Happiness is not a destination, it’s a journey, and now that Helen is mine, I am thankful to be on this journey with her. We have many obstacles to overcome, but as a mated pair we can get through anything together.

"What does my husband really want? Was he just confused on what he initially wanted but it suddenly occurs to him that his children should be borne by one woman. The same baby mama that he told me he never had anything to do with became his best choice. Few months later I'm still trying to fully understand why bad thing happened to good people. Is it that my happiness doesn't supposed to last? Why is my Joy always temporary? When I thought God has finally smiled at me then disaster will struck. I'm trying to forge ahead and not letting Joba's hurt and betrayal to dictate my happiness. I have submitted my credentials to different company and awaiting their call.

Her eyes slowly filled with understanding as she recalled Eldora’s words from their first encounter. “Is it because you’ve rested enough?” Mira asked, even though she was already certain. She stepped back and sat down, no longer startled by another presence in this space. Eldora sat beside her quietly, neither confirming nor denying her theory. “Why is it greedy to want to hold on to my happiness?” Mira pouted, tossing pebbles into the stream. “It is not greedy to want to hold on to your happiness…” Eldora nodded, then added with a sly smile, “But wanting to do so without getting into trouble… now that is…”

Then, she said grimly, "This is why we can't do immoral things. What goes around will always come around." I smiled and tried a bite of a mousse cake. "Uh-huh." When she saw how calm I was, she said, "You have no idea how frantic Benjamin was when looking for you that day. He asked everyone who knew you for your whereabouts, and his hair turned gray overnight when he learned you'd gone to the South Isles. "Honestly, why are all scumbags like that? They don't appreciate a good thing when they have it. They only regret the things they've done once they've been dumped."

she says. "It sounds peaceful." "Same thing." I look at her. Really look. The woman I once trusted with everything — and then nothing at all. "Are you happy?" I ask. "I'm trying." She meets my eyes. "That's the same thing, isn't it? Trying and being happy?" "Maybe." "That's what I'm learning. That happiness isn't a destination. It's just... moments. Choosing them. Holding onto them." "When did you get so wise?"

"Not the wedding. Not even the courtroom victory. Just this. Ten unremarkable days with nothing to prove to anyone." "I think I understand what you mean," I said, leaning into him as the light continued fading. "I spent so much of this past year believing happiness had to be earned through surviving something difficult. I don't think I understood, until this trip, that it could also simply be received, quietly, without any crisis preceding it." "I'd like more of this," Damien said. "Regularly, not just as an exception to our usual chaos. I think we've earned the right to build ordinary happiness into our actual life, rather than treating it as a rare vacation from everything more demanding."

I stared around looking for some tissues to clean my face while I sat on the sofa next to my bed. Happiness was one thing that couldn't be weighed. And most times when different wolves think of different things to make them happy, it revolves around luxury. It gets to a certain point when you have luxury and you are truly not happy, that's when the void comes in… A space that fills up your heart and leaves it shattered At this point, I could say I'm living and breathing, but truly not happy because when thoughts meet desires that cannot be granted through luxury. Through money ! Or through fame