"Happy" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... once has it carries it to his grave; the punishment proclaims it more than the fault. It is to much purpose to drag out of obscurity and doubt our private misfortunes, thence to expose them on tragic scaffolds; and misfortunes that only hurt us by being known; for we say a good wife or a happy marriage, not that they are really so, but because no one says to the contrary. Men should be so discreet as to evade this tormenting and unprofitable knowledge: and the Romans had a custom, when returning from any expedition, to send home before to acquaint ...
— The Essays of Montaigne, Complete • Michel de Montaigne
... bestows When smiling on a lover's woes! Thrice happy then is he Who hears thy soul-subduing song,— O more than blest, to whom ...
— My Life as an Author • Martin Farquhar Tupper
... over the evening landscape when he left me. I leaned against the Vicarage gate. I could not breathe, I could not think; my heart fluttered as if it would fly out of my bosom—and all this for a stranger! I burned with shame; but oh, in spite of it all, I was so happy! ...
— The Law and the Lady • Wilkie Collins
... to this apparition, he follows it, he runs to the Elysee; a gilded mob rushes in after the prince. All sorts of carriages pass under that portal, and he has glimpses of happy, radiant men! This one is an ambassador; the ambassador looks at him, and says: "Succeed." This is a bishop; the bishop looks at him and says: "Succeed." This is a judge; the judge looks at him, and smiles ...
— Napoleon the Little • Victor Hugo
... view. Zebbie was silent, but presently he threw a handful of pebbles down the canon wall. "I am not sorry Pauline is dead. I have never shed a tear. I know you think that is odd, but I have never wanted to mourn. I am glad that it is as it is. I am happy and at peace because I know she is mine. The little breeze is Pauline's own voice; she had a little caressing way just like the gentlest breeze when it stirs your hair. There is something in everything that brings back Pauline: the beauty of the morning, ...
— Letters of a Woman Homesteader • Elinore Pruitt Stewart
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