
Top 100 Her Happiness Quotes
#2. No woman should give her happiness into the keeping of a man without fixed principles ...
Louisa May Alcott
#3. She had too much of everything, and so she longed to have less; less, she was sure, would bring her happiness. To me it was a laugh and a relief to observe the unhappiness that too much can bring; I had been so used to observing the reults of too little.
Jamaica Kincaid
#4. Her happiness flowed into every word in the song giving it new life
Anamika Mishra
#5. When she shines we all bask in her happiness, but when the thunderstorms come in, let me warn you, find a faraway hiding hole. Dorothy Broadbelt, lady in waiting to Queen Elizabeth 1.
Suzanne Crowley
#6. The cure for her happiness was not bad luck, but to make her happier inside. Esmeralda
Tess Uriza Holthe
#7. One day it dawned on her that life was not going to happen some time in the future She realized that her happiness was right here and now." -
Katrina Mayer
#8. Her happiness, fear, and pain- even her thoughts - become yours and you need to do everything to make sure it stays that way.
Calia Read
#9. I began to see how deep the well of her loving was, and how much her happiness and confidence depended on drawing that love into the light, and sharing it. And love was beautiful in her. It was a clear sky she gave us with those eyes, and a summer morning with her smile.
Gregory David Roberts
#10. You know the passage where Scarlett voices her happiness that her mother is dead, so that she can't see what a bad girl Scarlett has become? Well, that's me.
Vivien Leigh
#11. You are the loving child of this universe, she is always eager to help you, your joy is her happiness.
Debasish Mridha
#12. Religion is indeed woman's panoply; no one who wishes her happiness would divest her of it; no one who appreciates her virtues would weaken her best security.
C. A. Bartol
#13. The duration of a couple's passion is in proportion to the woman's original resistance or to the obstacles that social hazards have placed in the way of her happiness.
Honore De Balzac
#14. Happiness is not the shallow state of feeling pleased and chipper all the time. Happiness is the state of a human being that has achieved cross-level coherence within herself, and between herself and the people, challenges, and institutions around her. Happiness comes from between.
Jonathan Haidt
#15. That was her mistake. She'd pinned her happiness to a teenage girl's chest. Idiot. The realization made her almost smile. She certainly knew better than that.
Kristin Hannah
#16. The hope that there she would manage to regain her happiness made her fearless
Mikhail Bulgakov
#17. Love does as it undoes. It goes after with equal tenacity: joy and heartbreak.
Her happiness was his unhappiness and that's the unfair way it was.
Jandy Nelson
#18. Martha
I thought you loved her.
Bernard
Enough to want her happiness above all things.
Martha
You are forty-five, aren't you? I forgot that for a moment.
Bernard
Dear Martha. You have such an attractive way of putting things.
W. Somerset Maugham
#19. My girl deserves a man who'll give his all for her happiness and I'm going to bust my ass trying to do that
Kathryn Perez
#20. The ladies, who had condoled so thoroughly with her during her time of grief, found it rather more difficult to participate in her happiness, which takes a true and proper friend indeed.
Jo Baker
#21. If not towards his case to give him glimpses of what could be a happy future, it stayed back at least to warrant her happiness, stayed back with the pain that strangely didn't hurt anymore.
Faraaz Kazi
#22. Once she looked across the table at Nick and noticed him watching her with a shadowed expression in his green eyes. For a moment, her happiness dimmed. Could he sense her attraction to Mr. Livingston? Their glances held, then he turned away to reply to a remark addressed to him by Miss Stanton.
Debra Holland
#23. A woman's heart must be of such a size and no larger, else it must be pressed small, like Chinese feet; her happiness is to be made as cakes are, by a fixed recipe.
George Eliot
#24. No matter when, at whatever moment, if she were asked what she was thinking about she could reply quite correctly - one thing, her happiness and her unhappiness.
Leo Tolstoy
#25. I was here for Meghan. Because I loved my princess and I wanted her to be happy. Even if her happiness meant she was with someone else. Even if that someone else was my arch rival. I wanted her to be happy.
Julie Kagawa
#26. But she knew this, - that it was necessary for her happiness that she should devote herself to some one. All the elegancies and outward charms of life were delightful, if only they could be used as the means to some end. As an end themselves they were nothing.
Anthony Trollope
#27. One has to learn contentment, forgiveness, and purpose on her own before the universe allows her to share her happiness with another soul.
Benyf
#28. Their daughter came in in full evening dress, her fresh young flesh exposed (making a show of that very flesh which in his own case caused so much suffering), strong, healthy, evidently in love, and impatient with illness, suffering, and death, because they interfered with her happiness. Fyodor
Leo Tolstoy
#29. That night Fay became a woman, making a secret of her pain, intent on saving her happiness with Albert, on showing wisdom and subtlety.
Anais Nin
#30. She'd always perceived the world to be against her. Happiness was never to be trusted. And yet I thought vaguely, neither was sorrow. Didn't each come to season in the other?
Regina O'Melveny
#31. This was, I thought, why love was so dangerous. I searched for the right words, when a certain warmth stole over me at the realization that her happiness was more important than fear. Even if she left me ...
Stephanie Dray
#32. When I married your daughter, I accepted full responsibility for both her and her happiness. If there are consequences to be faced, I have no problem facing them. His
Sylvia Day
#33. It was because you looked so happy. Oh, you'll agree with me now that I AM a hateful beast - to hate another woman just because she was happy, - and when her happiness didn't take anything from me! That
L.M. Montgomery
#34. Love is essential for happiness, but the person who loves so deeply that his or her happiness is placed entirely in the hands of another, resembles the little lamb who crept into the den of the nice, gentle little wolf and begged to be permitted to lie down and go to sleep, or the canary
Napoleon Hill
#35. I know I experience great consolation when my mouth is between a woman's legs. I think it must be because I'm drinking in her happiness.
Jonathan Ames
#36. In the height of her happiness many years later, she would think of that solitary little girl, face downturned like a demure fucking bellflower, while inside there was the maelstrom. She'd want to smack that kid hard. Or pick her up in her arms and cover her eyes and run somewhere safe with her.
Lauren Groff
#37. He treats her as if he would spare her any fatigue, as if he has dedicated his life to her happiness.
Philippa Gregory
#38. Tell her happiness is just practice," he said. "If only she acted happy, she would be happy.
Nancy Horan
#39. She tried to act as though it were nothing to go to the library alone. But her happiness betrayed her. Her smile could not be restrained, and it spread from her tightly pressed mouth, to her round cheeks, almost to the hair ribbons tied in perky bows over her ears.
Maud Hart Lovelace
#40. I Love Her and Hate Her I Wish Her Happiness I Wish Her Unhappiness I Hope She Is Happy I Hope She Is Never Happy I Curse Her I Bless Her She Drives Me Insane She Keeps Me Sane She is My Angel Dark She is My Demon Bright
Timothy Stanley
#41. He was familiar enough with pleasure to know it might become jaded or reluctant; but joy was literally foreign to him, a word he would never easily pronounce, an exhilaration that had some other reckless nationality. For this reason, Caro's wholeness in love, her happiness in it, made her exotic.
Shirley Hazzard
#42. she knew the real threat to her happiness came not from the dot in the distance, but from looking for it. Expecting it. Waiting for it. And in some cases, creating it.
Louise Penny
#44. Hope was a luxury Melora could barely allow. It was more painful than sorrow, more hurtful than disappointment because it represented a potential: the potential for happiness. If only her happiness didn't depend so much on other people, she'd be fine.
Marie Zhuikov
#45. Her happiness, like that of most of us, was ever in the future, - never reached but always coming.
Anthony Trollope
#46. Her happiness floated like waves of ocean along the coast of her life. She found lyrics of her life in his arms but she never sung her song.
Santosh Kalwar
#47. I love her. More than I thought I was capable of, and I would sacrifice my life for her happiness.
Katie McGarry
#48. To find and enjoy profound happiness, learn from nature and emulate her stoic calmness.
Debasish Mridha
#49. There was nothing but pain in store for her, yet she cried with happiness and couldn't stop.
Ludmilla Petrushevskaya
#50. William's mother, dead these six years. He spoke of her with love, but without grief. Six years, and whatever the loss, happiness steals back.
Mary Stewart
#51. Everyone holds his or her own key to success and happiness. It's just that sometimes you have to test out a lot of wrong keys first to find the one that fits.
Brittany Burgunder
#52. She wanders on like a poplar leaf borne upon a whirlwind of unconscious associations, she, her youth, her illusions and her former happiness remembered now through the mists of a ruined mind.
Comte De Lautreamont
#53. In my long life I have found peace, joy, and happiness beyond my fondest hopes and dreams. One of the supreme benedictions of my life has been my marriage to an elect daughter of God. I love her with all my heart and soul.
James E. Faust
#54. Will you dance with me?" The charms on Sahara's bracelet clinked against one another as she lifted her arms to link them around his neck, her love for him proud and open.
Deep inside, even the part of him that was the void, merciless and dark and broken, knew happiness, knew joy.
Nalini Singh
#55. He had realised that it was Clara he loved, and that he loved her in many different ways. (Because there are even more ways of loving than there are ways of being happy, but it would take another book to explain them all.)
Francois Lelord
#56. It seemed to her that certain parts of the world must produce happiness as they produced peculiar plants which will flourish nowhere else.
Gustave Flaubert
#57. She expressed an opinion that the happiness of a woman in Paradise is beneath the soles of her husband's feet,' he enlightened humorously, seemingly not at all averse to her obvious desire to be comforted.
Margaret Rome
#58. Happy the person who has learned the cause of things and has put under his or her feet all fear, inexorable fate, and the noisy strife of the hell of greed.
Virgil
#59. She was haunted by the possibility that she had missed her chance for happiness. But she had not missed her chance, she told herself, for her chance would not let her get away so easily. Each morning she was fortified by hope: the future loomed.
Amanda Coplin
#60. I know William," Kaldar said. "He's married to my cousin, Cerise, who is more like my baby sister. If her life and happiness were at stake, William would burn the world just to see her smile. Jack is a changeling like William. He would move the earth and the moon to protect his brother. "So
Ilona Andrews
#61. If envy is red and doubt is black then happiness is brown. I looked from the little brown stone to the tiny brown freckle to her huge brown eyes.
Annabel Pitcher
#62. When one feels oneself smitten by love for a woman, one ought to say to oneself, "What are her surroundings? What has been her life? All one's future happiness lies in the answer.
Marcel Proust
#63. Her ambitions were no longer specifically for happiness or financial security or freedom from disease (thought they included all three), but for something more general: the continuing certainty of things. She needed to know that she would carry on being herself.
Julian Barnes
#64. A slow, knowing smile came over Keirah's face. Her heart filled with happiness, believing the Gwarda gypsy sitting next to her at this very moment was worthy of her beloved sister.
Madison Thorne Grey
#65. and although her mother and father come to church every Sunday, and give liberally to charities, their little girl is not taught to find happiness by thinking of others rather than of herself, and so that poor little self of hers often feels as much neglected as Maggie Horn ever did.
Amy Ella Blanchard
#66. The lift of her heart she'd felt on the outcrop she now felt again, and it wasn't just love. She'd felt love before, known its depths when her mother died.
This was something rarer. Happiness, Laurel thought, that must be what this is.
Ron Rash
#67. For that's what a woman, a mother wants - to teach her children to take an interest in life. She knows it's safer for them to be interested in other people's happiness than to believe in their own.
Marguerite Duras
#68. His hands framed her face again, his amber eyes alive with love, with tenderness. "I want to make a vow to you. I'll love you with everything in me. I'll bring you as much happiness as I can give you. But I cannot allow your death, not at my hands. You're more important than I am.
Christine Feehan
#69. The death of my mother permanently affects my happiness, more even than I should have anticipated, though I always knew that I must feel the separation at first as a severe wrench. But I did not apprehend, during her life, to what a degree she prevented me from feeling heart-solitude ...
Sara Coleridge
#70. Lady Catherine quoting Lizzie Bennet:
She had the impudence to reply that, whilst these would be heavy misfortunes, your wife must have such extraordinary sources of happiness necessarily attached to her situation, that she could, upon the whole, have no cause to repine.
Janet Aylmer
#71. She knew happiness was only one side of the coin and the coin was forever turning . . . Thomasina had every reason to be happy, but instead she held her heart at the same level she had always held it, because she did not trust extremes of feeling.
Kathleen Winter
#72. He could take happiness from her, but could he give any?
Ann Brashares
#73. Tis the moment where a decision is set to alter the course of her destiny. She walks toward the light where he patiently awaits her arrival.
Truth Devour
#74. I never can imagine that a woman can do anything wrong, if they do then man made her to do it.
Debasish Mridha
#75. Yes - it was happiness she still wanted, and the glimpse she had caught of it made everything else of no account. One by one she had detached herself from the baser possibilities , and she saw that nothing now remained to her but the emptiness of renunciation.
The House of Mirth
Edith Wharton
#76. She felt as if she had been on the outside of happiness her whole life.
Kate Atkinson
#77. I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
Charles Dickens
#78. She gazes into her own pupils and sees the void that opened up inside of her, swallowing everything like some black hole of happiness ...
Matthew Quick
#80. Whenever I met someone who seemed to know a lot about a subject, and who evinced, moreover, a certain happiness in his or her being, and if I were interested in the subject, I asked to be taught what they knew.
Alice Walker
#81. Look at the magnificence of love,
At this heavenly dusk,
Wind is singing the song of joy,
The sun is kissing the ocean.
Saying goodbye for the night
Promising to wake her up
At the dawn of life,
With the touch of his warmth
and light.
Debasish Mridha
#82. I pursued happiness all my life. When she appeared in my arma, i grew too fond of loneliness and sorrow to understand. I almost chased her away out of fear
Snailords
#83. Once again Matthew was taken unaware by the extent of the feelings she inspired in him, his own limitless desire to fill her with happiness. "Whatever you need," he whispered, "Whatever you want, I'll get it for you. Just tell me.
Lisa Kleypas
#84. See men for miles around give nature what she needs,
rivers and rivers and rivers of it. You exhale with perfect
happiness. Nature turned you down in high school.
Now you can come in her eye.
Patricia Lockwood
#85. Anne could not immediately fall into a quotation again. The sweet scenes of autumn were for a while put by - unless some tender sonnet, fraught with the apt analogy of the declining year, with declining happiness, and the images of youth and hope, and spring, all gone together, blessed her memory.
Jane Austen
#86. These were things she hadn't felt wile being kissed in a long, long time. Exciting things. Especially when he lowered his head to kiss her again, this time on the throat. That's when she felt that her heart might burst from happiness.
Meg Cabot
#87. Listening to the sound of the water, her sound, her lovely body glistening through the room a moment from now. There are only moments. Live in this one. The happiness of these days.
Kate Millett
#88. Be a person that radiates happiness with her every movement and enlightens every place she goes with her smile.
Debasish Mridha
#89. Grateful return for happiness conferred is not the method of exchange in a partnership. The comfort a man takes with his wife is not in the nature of a business partnership, nor are her frugality and industry.
Charlotte Perkins Gilman
#90. Let [the wife] guard, as much as possible, against a gloomy and moody disposition, which causes her to move about with the silence and cloudiness of a spectre; for who likes to dwell in a haunted house?
John Angell James
#91. Every person has a right to be unhappy, to suffer in peace without someone else telling her that she is acting like a spoiled brat. Without a certain someone telling her constantly that her life is the stuff that everyone else dreams about. Happiness is not a one-size-fits-all kind of thing.
Suzanne Selfors
#92. She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?
Cornelia Funke
#93. People say a mother is only as happy as her least happy child. But what if the state of that child's happiness has become a mystery? What if that child is no longer a child but a young man who has removed himself to a great distance and encased himself in silence?
Jan Ellison
#94. My heart is set, as firmly as ever heart of man was set on woman. I have no thought, no view, no hope, in life beyond her; and if you oppose me in this great stake, you take my peace and happiness in your hands, and cast them to the wind.
Charles Dickens
#95. She licked cinnamon sugar off her fingers, sun-heavy and happy, the type of happiness that before might have felt ordinary, but now seemed fragile, like if she stood too quickly, it might slide off her shoulders and break.
Brit Bennett
#96. Margarita was never short of money. She could buy whatever she liked. Her husband had plenty of interesting friends. Margarita never had to cook. Margarita knew nothing of the horrors of living in a shared flat. In short ... was she happy? Not for a moment.
Mikhail Bulgakov
#97. He was inside her, not just her soaked pussy, but in all the complex turbulent and dark mazes that were Marguerite. He wanted to be there forever, wanted to keep her safe and unafraid, give her pleasure and happiness.
Joey W. Hill
#98. Life is barren enough surely with all her trappings; let us be therefore cautious of how we strip her.
Samuel Johnson
#99. The Little House was very happy as she sat on the hill and watched the countryside around her. She watched the sun rise in the morning and she watched the sun set in the evening. Day followed day, each one a little different from the one before ... but the Little House stayed just the same.
Virginia Lee Burton
#100. Reiko had not kept a diary and was now denied the pleasure of assiduously rereading her record of the happiness of the past few months and consigning each page to the fire as she did so.
- Death in Midsummer and Other Stories
Yukio Mishima
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