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Happiness depends upon ourselves.
We don't put limits on ourselves.
Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.
There is only one passion, the passion for happiness.
It's just what it is. It just all happened in my stride.
The lies we tell ourselves are the most subtle of all lies.
Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.
I just love being outside.
No one can disgrace us but ourselves.
