God's children and their happiness are my reasons for being.

Happiness in the present is only shattered by comparison with the past.

Happiness is a sunbeam which may pass through a thousand bosoms without losing a particle of its original ray nay, when it strikes on a kindred heart, like the converged light on a mirror, it reflects itself with redoubled brightness. It is not perfected till it is shared.

In theory there is a possibility of perfect happiness: To believe in the indestructible element within one, and not to strive towards it.

I really love being alive. I love my family and my work. I love the opportunity I have to do things. That's what happiness is.