st bounds
whereof we know not.--_Locke._
There comes forever something between us and what we deem our
happiness.--_Byron._
Philosophical happiness is to want little; civil or vulgar happiness is
to want much, and to enjoy much.--_Burke._
How sad a sight is human happiness to those whose thoughts can pierce
beyond an hour.--_Young._
Plenteous joys, wanton in fullness.--_Shakespeare._
Happiness is always the inaccessible castle which sinks in ruin when we
set foot on it.--_Arsene Houssaye._
For ages happiness has been represented as a huge precious stone,
impossible to find, which people seek for hopelessly. It is not so;
happiness is a mosaic, composed of a thousand little stones, which
separately and of themselves have little value, but which united with
art form a graceful design.--_Mme. de Girardin._
The happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.--_George
Eliot._
The way to bliss lies not on beds of down.--_Quarles._
The use we make of happiness gives us an eternal sentiment of
satisfaction or repentance.--_Rousseau._
Happiness is where we find it, but rarely where we seek it.--_J. Petit
Senn._
In regard to the affairs of mortals, there is nothing happy
throughout.--_Euripides._
~Hardship.~--The beginning of hardship is like the first taste of bitter
food,--it seems for a moment unbearable; yet, if there is nothing else
to satisfy our hunger, we take another bite and find it possible to go
on.--_George Eliot._
~Haste.~--Let your haste commend your duty.--_Shakespeare._
The more haste ever the worst speed.--_Churchill._
Hurry and cunning are the two apprentices of dispatch and skill; but
neither of them ever learn their master's trade.--_Colton._
All haste implies weakness.--_George MacDonald._
~Hatred.~--We hate some persons because we do not know them; and we will
not know them because we hate them.--_Colton._
Were one to ask me in which direction I think man strongest, I should
say, his capacity to hate.--_Beecher._
Love is rarely a hypocrite. But hate! how detect, and how guard against
it. It lurks where you least expect it; it is created by causes that you
can the least foresee; and civilization multiplies its varieties whilst
it favors its disguise; for civilization increases the number of
contending interests, and refinement renders more susceptible to the
least irritation the cuticle of self-love.--_Bulwer-Lytton._
Hatred is like fire--it makes ev
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