heap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its
counterfeit!--HOSEA BALLOU.
Degrees of happiness vary according to the degrees of virtue, and
consequently, that life which is most virtuous is most happy.--NORRIS.
Without strong affection, and humanity of heart, and gratitude to that
Being whose code is mercy, and whose great attribute is benevolence to
all things that breathe, true happiness can never be attained.--DICKENS.
The utmost we can hope for in this world is contentment; if we aim at
anything higher, we shall meet with nothing but grief and
disappointment. A man should direct all his studies and endeavors at
making himself easy now and happy hereafter.--ADDISON.
To be happy is not only to be freed from the pains and diseases of the
body, but from anxiety and vexation of spirit; not only to enjoy the
pleasures of sense, but peace of conscience and tranquillity of mind.
--TILLOTSON.
Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it
the object of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is
never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may
find that we have caught happiness without dreaming of it.--HAWTHORNE.
The happiness of the tender heart is increased by what it can take
away from the wretchedness of others.--J. PETIT-SENN.
There is no man but may make his paradise.--BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.
The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions,--the little,
soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt
compliment in the disguise of a playful raillery, and the countless
other infinitesimals of pleasant thought and feeling.--COLERIDGE.
To be happy is not the purpose for which you are placed in this world.
--FROUDE.
The happiness of the human race in this world does not consist in our
being devoid of passions, but in our learning to command them.--FROM
THE FRENCH.
Our happiness in this world depends on the affections we are enabled
to inspire.--DUCHESSE DE PRASLIN.
HATRED.--The passion of hatred is so durable and so inveterate that
the surest prognostic of death in a sick man is a wish for
reconciliation.--BRUYERE.
We hate some persons because we do not know them; and we will not know
them because we hate them.--COLTON.
If you hate your enemies, you will contract such a vicious habit of
mind, as by degrees will break out upon those who are your friends, or
those who are indifferent to you.--PLUTARCH.
Hatred is the vice
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