“I wished for a magic,Under the skyline.The moon lost it’s gleam,And told me to watch him.”

“Their eyes were brimming, With the unspoken words The ice cream left untouched, And a silence fell.”

“Listening to her heartbeat, ‘I love you’ He said.”

“You lift your spirits by moving away from what upsets you. If the stove is hot, you can’t ask how to touch it but be happy about it.”

“Do not be fooled by what is temporary.”

“People who don’t love the arts are missing out on the real happiness of life.”

“Here was an entry – a serious one – which he hadn’t crossed out in years. He couldn’t remember where it came from. He never recorded the writer or the source: he didn’t want to be bullied by reputation; truth should stand by itself, clear and unsupported. This one went: ‘In my opinion, every love, happy or unhappy, is a real disaster once you give yourself over to it entirely.’ Yes, that deserved to stay. He liked the proper inclusivity of ‘happy or unhappy’. But the key was: ‘Once you give yourself over to it entirely.’ Despite appearances, this wasn’t pessimistic, nor was it bittersweet. This was a truth about love spoken by someone in the full vortex of it, and which seemed to enclose all of life’s sadness. He remembered again the friend who, long ago, had told him that the secret of marriage was ‘to dip in and out of it’. Yes, he could see that this might keep you safe. But safety had nothing to do with love.”

“Happiness is standalone element. It’s not connected to anything. Least of all to power, wealth, fame or material objects.”

“As I wondered, in former years of my life and youth, the members of my family wonder, how I did it, this Time. Well, I am a little bit stubborn.”

“Impermanence. It is the nature of all things, especially relationships. They are certainly not a true cause of happiness.”

“The dark sky, Thunder, and Your presence.”

“Keep your head in the clouds, stars in your eyes and love in your heart, and you will be happy forever.”

“What is it about you that makes me want to love you?”

“It was plain that Nazaam and Gieyat were lovers. I’d like that, Arram thought as he followed Nazaam. To be comfortable with my lover, and laugh together, even when things are terrible. Like I do with Ozorne and Varice.”

“Whether or not you will be happy depends on your determination to reach that outcome. Happinessis not a destination that one just arrives at.”