“Making money is a happiness. And that's a great incentive. Making other people happy is a super-happiness.”
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“Ferrari leads, McLaren second, McLaren second, Jordan third, and Benneton fifth and sixth.”
“Holy living consists in doing God's work with a smile.”
“Music makes me come alive. I love to sing and dance! Watching a great movie with a great message.”
“A husband and wife who have separate bedrooms have either drifted apart or found happiness.”
“To be happy, a man must love his wife as she chooses to be loved.”
“I feel like I'm one of the happiest people I know.”
“Two cats can live as cheaply as one, and their owner has twice as much fun”
“Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!”
“The mellow autumn came, and with it came The promised party, to enjoy its sweets. The corn is cut, the manor full of game; The pointer ranges, and the sportsman beats In russet jacket;--lynx-like is his aim; Full grows his bag, and wonderful his feats. An, nutbrown partridges! An, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants.”
“I get a thrill meeting kids who are into alternative music.”
“It's perfectly ordinary to be a socialist. It's perfectly normal to be in favor of fire departments.”
“Farewell, hello, farewell, hello.”
“It was the kind of town that made you feel like Humphrey Bogart: you came in on a bumpy little plane, and, for some mysterious reason, got a private room with a balcony overlooking the town and the harbor; then you sat there and drank until something happened.”
“Let us be elegant or die! --Amy”
“Now and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful storybook fashion, and what a comfort that is.”
“My life is a party, to be experienced and shared with everyone I know!”
“The only life that is happy is the life that can renounce the amenities of the world. To it the amenities of the world are so many graces of fate.”
“What a wonderful sleep it had been! Never had sleep so refreshed him, so renewed him, so rejuvenated him! Perhaps he had really died, perhaps he had been drowned and was reborn in another form. No, he recognized himself, he recognized his hands and feet, the place where he lay and the Self in his breast, Siddhartha, self-willed, individualistic. But this Siddhartha was somewhat changed, renewed. He had slept wonderfully. He was remarkably awake, happy and curious.”
“O merry, merry, merry, like only dogs know how to be happy and nothing more, with an absolute shameless nature.”