Happiness (n.) can be a whole life counted happy for one reason: it was spent with a friend.
Happiness (n.) is to be reckoned not by the avoidance of evil but by the attainment of good.
Happiness (n.) belongs not to merriment, wantonness or jesting; those are happy, often in sadness, whose wills are strong and true.
Happiness (n.) that can be lost is no happiness, for who can feel confident of permanently retaining a possession that is perishable and precarious?
Happiness (n.) built on pleasure becomes the slave of fortune, since all the apparatus of pleasure is external, and what is external must depend on chance.
Happiness (n.) is sound health, and an assurance of its continuance.
Happiness (n.) is no more desirable lasting than brief: if the merit of a shoe were to fit the foot, many shoes would be no better than few.
Happiness (n.) is a matter of seizing the right moment, so that Wisdom herself upon occasion bids the wise man to leave her.
Happiness (n.) once truly had would be carried uninterrupted to the funeral pyre; Solon's warning to Croesus to wait for the end was unwise.
Happiness (n.) cannot be \"not happy enough\": any addition to what is enough makes it too much, and no one has too much happiness.
Happiness (n.) looked for from within makes nothing bad that nature makes inevitable; those with no resources in themselves find every age burdensome.
Happiness (n.) is high fortune joined to excellence — Lysander's verdict on the Persian prince who planted his own park.
Happiness (n.) belongs to the man who is wholly consistent within himself and reposes all his interests in himself alone.
Happiness (n.) at its peak is the moment to leave: \"You should die now, Diagoras, for no greater happiness can possibly await you.\"
Happiness (n.) cannot be left waiting outside the prison while constancy, dignity and wisdom are handed over to the executioner.
Happiness (n.) does not come in degrees: if anything is wanting to make a man happier, he is not happy at all.
Happiness (n.) means an absolute enjoyment of good without any alloy of evil.
Happiness (n.) cannot be read from fortune: asked whether the lucky Archelaus was happy, Socrates said, \"I do not know, for I never conversed with him.\"
Happiness (n.) cannot be built of anything that can be lost, wither, grow old, or wear out.
Happiness (n.) will go with the virtues even to the torture, for neither can the virtues hold together without happiness, nor happiness without them.