The Pursuit Of Happiness Book Author Novels & Stories

“THE GREATEST HAPPINESS OF LIFE IS THE CONVICTION THAT WE ARE LOVED; LOVED FOR OURSELVES, OR RATHER, LOVED IN SPITE OF OURSELVES." ~~Victor Hugo Watch out for Book 2 (Phillip & Troy’s story and of course, Ryan’s pregnancy). Thanks for reading. Adjoaq

She could not pen anything down. Was it due to fear? The fear that her lips won't muster, Her hands won't be able to write, And blood would be splattered across the paper? No. It is because she has learned to seek her happiness by limiting her desires rather than in attempting to satisfy them. She fell in love with writing four years ago, desiring to chase what she thought was her own happiness. She wanted fame. Approval. Recognition. The truth is, We will not find happiness if we seek happiness in its own sake.

Martin generously added his evaluation of the first young master Rovner before continuing with his narration. “I nodded and told him everything that happened in the joint and hurriedly added to avoid him suspecting my motive that the only reason I followed him was to beg forgiveness and for him not to target me and my family of three. I told him that me and my wife escaped the flood that destroyed the plains of our hometown with great difficulty with our 6-month-old child and all we wanted to do was live peacefully.” Martin laughed proudly at his rich imagination as he added “I even groveled saying that I could go far away from him and never cross paths with him.”

Then went back too. The evening continued. Dinner. Speeches from Rachel. From partners. From women the foundation had helped who now worked for it. From legislators whose bills had passed because the foundation had advocated. I sat with Marcus and let it all be real. The third book released two weeks later. Not about surviving. Not about The Covenant. About healing. About what came after survival. About learning to tolerate happiness without waiting for it to end. About the specific work of becoming real when you'd spent years being made into something else.

She paused, looking out at the horizon of attentive faces. “We are much more afraid of being happy than of suffering. Because suffering is familiar — we have learned how to move through it. Happiness is unknown territory. It’s where we wait for the other shoe to drop. This book is about learning to stay in unknown territory without waiting for catastrophe. It’s about discovering that you can be happy without being wrong for it.” And this third one was a declaration. The passage she chose to read was from the central chapter, the excerpt that had been the hardest and most honest to write: