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Look here, Marise, I don't believe you have the faintest, faintest idea how big this thing is. All these fool clever ways of talking about it . . . they're just a screen set up in front of it, to my mind. It's enough sight bigger than just you or me, or happiness or unhappiness. It's the meaning of everything!" She considered this thoughtfully.
Who is there more fortunate than myself? I laid my commands on great kings, and honour, unattainable by others, was mine, I always made my journeys on the very best of steeds. Who is there more fortunate than myself? I studied the Vedas and made gifts according to the ordinance. My life has passed in happiness.
Before, there had never been anything but happiness in that cabin. Its inmates were poor, yet not so very poor. The father was a maker of weavers' combs, and mother and children helped him with the work. Father made the frames, mother and the older children did the binding, while the smaller ones planed the teeth and cut them out.
"Chameleon-like, and based on rottenness." And, by the way, the question which has been here discussed, testifies incidentally to the truth of our account of Happiness.
I intend to initiate you into these hypercelestial delights. I shall give you a box of happiness, which will make you forget all the false coquettes in the world."
And this necessitarianism, taking for granted that an increase in trade and population is a good in itself, one of the chiefest of goods, tells us that disturbances of human happiness caused by ebbs and flows in the tide of trade and business, which, on the whole, steadily mounts, are inevitable and not to be quarrelled with.
Knowing this to be true, I found great joy in the letter, and when I told Frances, she did not pause even to give me one smile of thanks, but broke into a flood of tears and seemed to take great happiness in her tribulation. I told Frances that we should answer the letter at once, and suggested that she have hers ready in my hands the following day, if she wished to write one.
Matty came over and kissed her friend awkwardly. "I am very glad to hear of your happiness, Matty," said Beatrice; "and I congratulate you, too, Augustus," she added, turning to the bashful swain. "Oh, you want us to leave this room to yourselves, you two naughty things!" said the mother, shaking her head in fat ecstasy over her two turtle-doves.
There is no fire like passion; there is no losing throw like hatred; there is no pain like this body; there is no happiness higher than rest. Hunger is the worst of diseases, the elements of the body the greatest evil; if one knows this truly, that is Nirvâna, the highest happiness.
"I have never caused you any pain?" "None I am the happiest of women." "And if circumstances occurred which would compel me to give you pain?" "Then I would submit to your intelligence and not complain." "Also if I were to destroy your happiness forever?" "Even then I would live in the past and be rich." "Then listen to me, Haydee we must separate."
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