Sometimes happiness is not knowing the whole story.

Knowing and feeling are two different things, and feeling is what counts.

Happiness. We're tearing our hair out to try to find a definition of it, for heaven's sake. Is it joy? People will tell you that it isn't, that joy is a fleeting emotion, a moment of happiness, which is always welcome, mind you. And then what about pleasure, huh? Oh, yes, that's easy, everybody knows what that is, but there again it doesn't last. But is happiness not the sum total of lots of small joys and pleasures, huh?

We fall in love or stay in love with people who are unsuitable or who no longer love us and, conversely, we feel no love towards people who would be very suitable. Love is involuntary, that's the problem. Our personal histories prepare us to be attracted to people who unconsciously evoke emotions from our childhood or adolescence.

Many people think that happiness comes from having more power or more money.

Nobody wants to live with a person who'll never be happy.

You must be careful when you ask people whether they’re happy; it’s a question that can upset them a great deal.