Completeness? Happiness? These words don't come close to describing my emotions. There truly is nothing I can say to capture what motherhood means to me, particularly given my medical history.

When a man has lost all happiness, he's not alive. Call him a breathing corpse.

Happiness is secured through virtue it is a good attained by man's own will.

You take away all the other luxuries in life, and if you can make someone smile and laugh, you have given the most special gift: happiness.

Happiness: a good bank account, a good cook, and a good digestion.