We are selling dreams. We are merchants of happiness.

The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life.

Lots of people I know have bootlegged tapes of performances and if they play it I will be transported back sometimes with happiness, sometimes with horror.

Too much good fortune can make you smug and unaware. Happiness should be like an oasis, the greener for the desert that surrounds it.

Happiness is realizing that nothing is too important.