Happiness (n.) is in the taste, and not in the things.
Happiness (n.) is in possessing what we like, not from possessing what others like.
Happiness (n.) is attained with only a few things for the wise man, but nothing can make a fool content.
Happiness (n.) is a result of temperament as much as it is a result of one's destiny.
Happiness (n.) does not consist in things themselves but in the relish we have of them... that is, we ourselves, and not what other people think lovely and desirable.
Happiness (n.) is to know exactly at what point to be miserable.
Happiness (n.) is as dependent on one's ethics as it is on their fortune.
Happiness (n.) is nothing but perception. We are never so happy, nor so unhappy, as we suppose ourselves to be.
Happiness (n.) is something we're far more willing to torment ourselves to appear to be rather than to be.
Happiness (n.) depends as much on one's temperament as on one's destiny.
Happiness (n.) is in taste and not in things; and it is by having what we love that we are happy, not by having what others find agreeable.