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id: 19696
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  "The Science of Happiness" Jean Finot declares, that the "disenchantment and the sadness which degenerate into a sort of pessimistic melancholy are frequently due to the diminution of the vital energy.


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id: 14328
title: The Consolation of Philosophy
author: Boethius
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  thee nature''s hid secrets, and thou didst trace for me with thy wand things laid to thy charge whereof thou hast spoken, whether such as Thou hast ceased to know thy own nature. bewildered thy mind that thou hast bewailed thee as an exile, as one happy and powerful; while, because thou hast forgotten by what means the hath come to pass that thou also for awhile hast been parted from thy the boundaries of Fortune''s demesne, when thou hast placed thy head But if thou art content to supply thy wants so far as suffices nature, moreover, lack many good things, is not the happiness men seek in them ''Happy art thou, my scholar, in this thy conviction; only one thing ''Dost thou also call to mind how happiness is absolute good, and add any necessity to the things which thou seest before thy eyes?''


id: 19063
title: Little Alice''s Palace; or, The Sunny Heart
author: Anonymous
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  Little Alice looked out of the windows of the brown cottage, and saw them "Oh, it''s you, Maddie, is it?" said Alice, jumping from the window and Don''t you know, Maddie?" said Alice, sinking her "That''s just where I went with mother," said Alice; "and little Mary took "Poor little thing!" said Alice. "Mother makes capital bread--doesn''t she, Maddie?" said Alice, as she ate "Such a good God!" said the lady, still looking up with the bright light Every day since the lady came to her," said Alice. "_Just as nice_, dear Maddie," replied Alice; "and if you and Lolly will Alice''s house, for they had only lived a little while in the place where Lolly looked timidly at Alice''s mother, to see if she might eat it; and and, when all things were right, Alice said "she could go with Lolly as "May I help you to-day, Maddie?" asked Alice.


id: 19696
title: The Joyful Heart
author: Schauffler, Robert Haven
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  what the true artist enjoys when inspiration comes too fast and full vitalized man possesses real life and liberty, and finds happiness the artist in life, solitude is solitariness plus the Auto-Comrade. average man likes this new type better and does not want to jeer at men may always turn, if they will, to those dead poets of old who live special thing that the new form of city life does to injure poetry is time the poet--like almost every one else in the city--was unable to for making it possible for our few real poets to produce works, and type of city life, it became no longer possible for the poets to put that he might realize how little good the poet of genius can derive might make it possible for one of these new poets to come into his Those who know that man''s musical taste tends to grow better and not


id: 28524
title: Nobody
author: Warner, Susan
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  Mrs. Wishart had her way; and so it came to pass that Lois went to the you like this better than the other room, don''t you?" said Tom. Lois did not answer; however, she went with such an absorbed expression "I think I like it best," said Lois, laughing a little; "but we go for "I think, just now, the words come to you, Mr. Dillwyn." Lois said this "Miss Caruthers asked me the same thing," said Lois, smiling. "Mr. Dillwyn talks as if he liked sense," said Lois. "I do not believe it is easy in a place like New York," said Lois. "Lois," Mrs. Wishart said when they went back to their own room, "I "This is my grandmother," said Lois simply; and Mrs. Barclay came up. "We live among our pleasant things," said Lois; "but I should think "But we are looking for Mrs. Wishart," said Lois.


id: 14988
title: Cicero''s Tusculan Disputations Also, Treatises On The Nature Of The Gods, And On The Commonwealth
author: Cicero, Marcus Tullius
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  Grecians, men of no great courage, but as wise as human nature will I think you said that it was your opinion that a wise man was has great power to make all grief the less, a man should at all times worthy a great philosopher if you thought those things good which are things, so in like manner we naturally seek to avoid what is evil; and The body is said to be in a good state when all those things on and killing time in what I then said?--that the mind of a wise man was for in his books concerning the nature of the Gods no divine form is which is the mind and reason, is the great principle of nature, happy life than the nature of the Gods, because men enjoy various kinds that there was no such thing as natural law; that all men and


id: 6100
title: Pollyanna Grows Up
author: Porter, Eleanor H. (Eleanor Hodgman)
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  He knows Dr. Chilton very well--the man that married Pollyanna''s aunt. Pollyanna is so glad"--and even Mrs. Carew would hardly like to give "Why, of course not, Mrs. Carew!" exclaimed Pollyanna in quick "Yes, and I''m afraid Mrs. Carew''ll worry, too," sighed Pollyanna. Jamie, turning his wondering eyes from Mrs. Carew''s face, suddenly "Don''t--don''t, Pollyanna," moaned Mrs. Carew, turning her head from "I don''t know, I''m sure, Pollyanna," rejoined Mrs. Carew, Mrs. Carew wondered at Pollyanna''s interest--until one day she herself Full well now Mrs. Carew knew that without Pollyanna the house would death, word came that Mrs. Chilton and Pollyanna were coming home. After Nancy had gone, Pollyanna came into the living-room where Mrs. Chilton was sitting alone, her hand over her eyes. part of Mrs. Carew and Jamie, Pollyanna came to take her tasks more With Mrs. Carew herself Pollyanna talked also of the Home, and of her


id: 10417
author: Hubbard, Elbert
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  For instance, Leo Tolstoy, a great and good man, at one time point where men will be willing to leave the matter of life-expression man thinks, whether he is right or wrong, he is making head. Two things man will have to do--get free from the bondage of other men; minded his own business, and did the work that no man can ever do unless Will there not come a time when all men and women will work because it That men should work together for the good of all is very beautiful, and spirit of man will live again in a better world than ours. That is to say, art is religion to the man who thinks beautiful thoughts Certain things the times demanded, and no one man, or two or three men The old-time prejudice of business men against the man who had "done

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  Love, Life & Work Being a Book of Opinions Reasonably Good-Natured Concerning How to Attain the Highest Happiness for One''s Self with the Least Possible Harm to Others


id: 12887
title: Laugh and Live
author: Fairbanks, Douglas
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  Douglas Fairbanks in "The Good Bad-Man" body_, a _good mind_, an _honest purpose_, and a _lack of fear_ are the The world has great need of the sober, thoughtful men _above the fifty The successful man is the one who _knows he is right_ The young man standing on the threshold of life is, from lack of Yet the average man goes into life with as little knowledge of its becomes a part of the man _who knows himself and laughs with life_, at To rise in life means that our fellow man believes in us and wishes us "Nothing succeeds like success," said some very wise man and if there The world loves the man with _an open mind_. [Illustration: _Douglas Fairbanks in "The Good Bad-Man"_] go to the man who does things and say to him: "Here is my little In the same way he made "The Good Bad Man" hand him over everything of


id: 13316
title: The Theological Tractates and The Consolation of Philosophy
author: Boethius
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  Forma uero quae est sine materia non poterit esse subiectum nec quae sit ultra substantiam; cum uero "iustus," qualitatem quidem sed non hoc nec substantia; quod enim est, aliis debet quae non sunt homo. sit loco (omnino enim in loco esse non potest) sed quod omnis ei locus non est subiectionis ratione quod dicitur, sed ultra omnem quae Sed si esse bonum est, ea quae sunt in eo quod sunt bona sunt idemque illis est esse quod boni esse; substantialia igitur bona sunt, quoniam non Non est igitur nobis idem bonis esse quod iustis, sed aliquid sed potius non esse significat; omnis uero natura est. Quod enim non est unum, nec esse things, thou thinkest that lewd and wicked men be powerful and happy; summum non esse manifestum est; nullo modo igitur quae summa sunt bona ea goodness, because it is desired by the nature of all things; thou didst


id: 49724
title: Snow-White; or, The House in the Wood
author: Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe
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  "Dwarfs!" said the child. "You are sleepy, Snow-white," said the dwarf. "Snow-white," said the dwarf, "if you talk so fast, your tongue will be "Do you like that song?" she said, opening her eyes wide at the man. runned away, and I said--what makes you look like that, dwarf?" The dwarf had come down from the tree, leaving the child asleep in the "Presently!" said the dwarf, looking up at the tree. "Oh, you dear dwarf!" said the child. "Yes!" said the child, "and because you are a dwarf, and because you child said he was a horrid old thing, and she wouldn''t now, anyhow, and "Never I thought you were coming," said the child. said to the dwarf, was the time for him to tell her a story. "What was I saying?" The dwarf looked at the child, with eyes that "Mark," said the child, "do you know what I think?"


id: 38564
title: Happy Hearts
author: Isle, June
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  Mr. and Mrs. Payson had three little children, who were very dear to "That will be a good way," said Rebecca; "for I remember when Mrs. White, who lives in our house in town, was here last week, she told "Santa Claus shall be told where to find you," said Mrs. Payson, "and "Try to think about something good and pleasant," said Mrs. Payson, "and "I know, mamma," said Joshua, "that I wish to be good. "A little verse which you repeat," said Mrs. Payson, "says truly that "We can do our little," said Mrs. Payson, "and if we only make one sad "I have some toys, mamma," said Rebecca, "that I can give to Mrs. Grant''s lame Harry; I am sure they will make his little pale face "Mr. Kelly is a very kind and good man," said Mrs. Payson; "and I hope, "That will be good," said Rebecca; "the little hungry children will


id: 46159
title: Two in a Zoo
author: Dunham, Curtis
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  "Behold, it is the little Limping Boy," said Mahmoud, with his lips "Be calm, beloved," said Mahmoud, "the cubs are not too young to know "You are late to breakfast this morning, little one," said Mahmoud; The sparrow hopped up on the rim of Mahmoud''s ear, and said cheerily: "Hush," said the little Limping Boy, in a low voice. "It must be all right," said Toots, "or the sparrow would fly away. "Aha," said Pwit-Pwit, into the ear of old Mahmoud, "didn''t I tell you Then turning to the sparrow, Mahmoud, Lord of all the Menial People, little Limping Boy," said the sparrow. "Agreed," said Pwit-Pwit; "and when you hear old Caliph''s answer "Good!" said Toots, "that is old Sultan''s call for rejoicing. "And so you''re Toots," said the Princess'' father. Toots now saw that when the Princess'' father said "hum, ha," he was Pwit-Pwit, the sparrow, nor the little Limping Boy--who no longer


id: 45975
title: The Little Lame Prince and His Travelling Cloak
author: Craik, Dinah Maria Mulock
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  old bright look came back to his sweet little face, and his body grew fortunate thing it was for the poor little Prince to have such a clever much surprise, that the poor little Prince--nobody ever called him king "Poor Prince Dolor!" Or, looking at the Beautiful Mountains, which neither stand nor run away--for the little forlorn boy was Prince Dolor. "My poor little man!" said the old woman in the very tenderest tone of [Illustration: "_Prince Dolor had never seen anything like it. Having said this, I return to Prince Dolor, that little lame boy whom Something like this was the happiness of the little lame Prince when he where it looked so like Prince Dolor, that any common observer would "I should like to see the King," said Prince Dolor. "It''s a great deal nicer here," said the poor little Prince, and So beautiful looked she--old as she was--that Prince Dolor was at first


id: 46777
title: Happiness as Found in Forethought Minus Fearthought
author: Fletcher, Horace
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  The normal condition of man in civilized life is that of happiness. Fearthought is the cause of all deterrents to growth in Man. Forethought minus Fearthought is the ideal Mind Equipment. has experimented with the condition and results of fear to a greater certain suggestions will purify our minds, by eliminating special fears that all fear is eliminable by use of sufficiently powerful suggestion _know_ that it is possible to cure all of the separate forms of fear conditions of free expression, is probably the best place to study fear Fear is rarely general as related to different causes for fearthought. As fearthought is the parent of all the evil emotions, so is fear of germ principle of fear to the cultivation of growth and happiness, that _Fear not Death if you would know and love life._ Fear is Habit-of-Fearthought only, and is self-imposed, or imported.


id: 59329
title: Birthright
author: Smith, April
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  As he entered the room, Ross looked up, his blue eyes friendly and surprisingly comfortable, and Kirk had felt relaxed and happy as Ross Remembering the scene now as he watched Nemar swing closer, Kirk felt "Five years is a long time," Kirk ventured. For the first time, Kirk took a good look at his surroundings. Kirk it looked like utter confusion. rooms, of course, if you like," Cortland went on, turning to him. Kirk looked dubiously at the object in his hand. breasts, just like we do." He laughed at Kirk''s look of mystification. "I''ve been here a long time, getting nowhere," he said, in a different Kirk felt a vague uneasiness, but his look stayed determined. Kirk looked after him as he followed the others out, a sense of Kirk was trying to draw his eyes away from the young Nemarian mother in


id: 54254
title: The Search After Hapiness [sic]: A Tale
author: nan
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  he was eating a tall man came up and acosted him O''Donell requested perhaps we may find happiness here said O''Donell Delancy agreed the course for a long time till we came to glen surrounded by very high thirst days weeks months passed away and no Delancy apeared O''Donell the cave a sound like the rushing of the wind was heard and a mighty of O''Donell his arrival at the city his arrival at the palace; his time and at last came in sight of a mountain which rose so high that time and at last came in sight of a mountain which rose so high that O''Donell fulfilled his promise and then requested the old man to tell When the old man had finished his tale, O''Donell and Delancy thanked When the old man had finished his tale, O''Donell and Delancy thanked Delancy--transportation of O''Donell--his arrival at the city--his


id: 62758
title: The Clean Heart
author: Hutchinson, A. S. M. (Arthur Stuart-Menteth)
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  Young Wriford thinks of her face, day and night, as like a "Puddlebox," said the pear-shaped gentleman; and to Mr. Wriford''s Mr. Wriford stopped and looked again in a puzzled way at Mr. Puddlebox and then said apologetically: "I don''t know how I''ve come rushed bawling around his wagon on the opposite side from where Mr. Wriford trembled, came full beneath the hanging stern of Mr. Puddlebox, and discharged upon it a cut of his whip that made pretty "Half a minute," said Mr. Puddlebox and caught Mr. Wriford''s coat. boy!" cried Mr. Puddlebox and caught Mr. Wriford''s hands The counting of One and Two set Mr. Puddlebox''s legs, aided by Mr. Wriford''s hands on his stern, swinging like a vast pendulum. "But I wouldn''t look back," said Mr. Wriford, "or come back. "Come, boy," said Mr. Puddlebox and took him again beneath the arms:


