Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go. There are people who can do all fine and heroic things but one; keep from telling their happiness to the unhappy. Happiness and love are just a choice away. We are convinced that happiness is never to be found, and each believes it is possessed by others, to keep alive the hope of obtaining it for himself. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose. A man who as a physical being is always turned toward the outside, thinking that his happiness lies outside him, finally turns inward and discovers that the source is within him.

Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all that we need to make us happy is something to be enthusiastic about Persons thankful for the little things are certain to be the ones with much to be thankful for. Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be needed. A man who as a physical being is always turned toward the outside, thinking that his happiness lies outside him, finally turns inward and discovers that the source is within him. When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us. Love it the way it is! The way you see the world depends entirely on your own vibration. When your vibration changes the whole world will look different. It is like those days when everyone seems smiling at you because you feel happy.