Besitzen / Own Fremde / Strangers Gardens Glück / Happiness Kommissioniert / Picked Unsere / Our Wächst / Grows
Writers usually don't get to pick our own covers. I know it's surprising to hear that.
For me, the opposite of happiness isn't sadness but boredom.
Strangers he gulls, but friends make fun of him.
Be your own politics, grow your own garden, and maybe you can help out more.
Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.
One's happiness depends less on what he knows than on what he feels.
Many of us are in are in our own prisons that aren't made of iron bars.
Wickedness never did, never does, never will bring us happiness.
If we had picked Manziel, he'd guarantee our relevance for 10 years.
