To me there is in happiness an element of self-forgetfulness. You lose yourself in something outside yourself when you are happy; just as when you are desperately miserable you are intensely conscious of yourself, are a solid little lump of ego weighing a ton.
Joseph PriestleyThe greater part of critics are parasites, who, if nothing had been written, would find nothing to write.
Joseph PriestleyThe more elaborate our means of our common sense is, the less the common sense it becomes.
Joseph Priestley