Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

happiness™

provavelmente um dos melhores livros que já li - e um dos melhores livros alguma vez escritos.
para além disso, uma boa forma de aprender novas palavras.
"Human nature, at its best, had always been based on a deep heroic restlessness, on wanting something - something else, something more, whether it be true love or a glimpse just beyond the horizon. It was the promise of happiness, not the attainment of it, that had driven the entire engine, the folly and glory of who we are."

"The two most important phrases in the human language are "If only" and "Maybe someday". Our past mistakes and our unrequited longings. The things we regret and the things we yearn for. That's what makes us who we are."

“Hellraisers destroy only themselves, and they do it because they love life too much to fall asleep.” 

"We spend our lives constructing elaborate mansions made of cards - and then spend the rest of our lives waiting for someone to bump the table. Hoping for someone to bump the table. We dress for yesterday's weather. We hold our breath. We confuse our memories with who we are ..."

"Tough!" shouted Edwin. "Because the world doesn't care. We can't wish reality away. We can't simply agree to close our eyes and hug ourselves into believing that old age, death, and disillusionment don't exist. They do, May. Whether we like it or not. Life is just one damn thing after another, but it's still the only game in town. We can't afford to sleepwalk through it, because we've only got the one go around. Dum vivimus, vivamus! 'While we live, let us live to the fullest.' Dum vivimus, vivamus."

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

happiness is a trademark



hap·pi·ness

 [hap-ee-nis]  
noun
1.
the quality or state of being happy.
2.
good fortune; pleasure; contentment; joy.

Subjective in nature, it seems almost an oxymoron to try and define what "being happy" means. Nevertheless, we do. We keep trying. We try to recognize its symptoms in ourselves and, more often than not, in others.
In doing so, however, we forget that we're not seeing the full picture - just a filter of what others let out, mixed with the fact that we project various people into a hologramic picture-perfect person that is no more than a composition of our own selective imagination.

Ultimately, we tend to forget that, somehow, this pseudo-abstract construction always takes our most intelligent acquaintances out of the picture.

In the end, intelligence is the biggest thing that will keep ourselves out of it, too.
(if anyone tries to tell you otherwise, they're either lying or they're just not that smart.)