If happiness truly consisted in physical ease and freedom from care, then the happiest individual would not be either a man or a woman; it would be, I think, an American cow.
If I were running the world I would have it rain only between 2 and 5 A.M. Anyone who was out then ought to get wet.
The fear of life is the favorite disease of the twentieth century.
Those who decide to use leisure as a means of mental development, who love good music, good books, good pictures, good plays, good company, good conversation--what are they? They are the happiest people in the world. |
