Happiness is in contentment, gratitude, and love. It is a lifestyle, not a location.

Life, liberty and the pursuit of gratitude, now that would’ve worked. They would have been readily led to contentment, which would’ve then better lead them on to happiness.

Part of the trick of being happy is a refusal to allow oneself to become too nostalgic for the heady triumphs of one's youth.

In the Salem of our peaceful hearts, the name of Jesus is great beyond compare: He has won our love, and He shall wear it.

It seemed to him that she looked completely at home in the classic truck, but then, he supposed that spoke more of her personality than of the vehicle. She was probably at home...Wherever she was planted. Ha! That thought had come straight from his wife. She was always admonishing the boys, 'Bloom where you're planted.' By the time they were in high school, they'd learned it did no good complaining to their mother about teachers, coaches, or chores. Her response was consistent throughout their road to adulthood.

But now, in the final hours, even hope had vanished. Yet he could smile. At a point without hope he had found contentment. He knew he had tried and there was nothing to be sorry for. And this was complete victory, because it was a victory over himself.

Progress and healing involves seeing every person as not so different from ourselves.

Life’s contentment is like an abstract edifice with a domed ceiling of insanity.

A thankful and a contented spirit is a continual feast. We ought to be contented, and we shall be contented, if we are in the habit of seeing God in everything, and living upon Him day by day. Oh, for a spirit of true thankfulness!

‎I'm in a win-win playoff. ' Response of a Christian dying of cancer at thirty on the prospect of miraculous healing.