“I wonder ... when it was that the world first went amiss, and men forgot how to live and to love and to be happy.”
“He was young and ardent in a hundred happy ways.”
“Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind.”
“She knew that this was happiness, this was living as she had always wished to live.”
“My realisation that all I had ever done in life, not only in France but in England also, was to watch people, never to partake in their happiness or pain, brought such a sense of overwhelming depression, deepened by the rain stinging the windows of the car, that when I came to Le Mans, although I had not intended to stop there and lunch, I changed my mind, hoping to change my mood.”
“I might say that we have paid for freedom. But I have had enough melodrama in this life, and would willingly give my five senses if they could ensure us our present peace and security. Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind of course we have on moments of depression; but there are other moments too, when time, unmeasured by the clock, runs on into eternity.”