“It does not matter what it is, Pigeon. You have already given me everything I’ve always wanted.”

“It doesn’t matter what it is, Pigeon. You’ve already given me everything I’ve ever wanted.”

“Love is a path lined with roses,” I say bitterly. “But it leads to a cliff’s edge, and all who follow it tumble to their doom. You will not find your happiness there.””Then what does bring happiness, Zahra?” he asks harshly, rising to his feet. “Tell me. In four thousand years, have you unlocked that secret?”

“If you’re not happy, it’s all on you. If you want to find your way, be your own compass.”

“Oh, my God. A glass of wine, a smile, and that knowing look. Like the clarity one gets after the initial drag of that ooowee. I KNOW she knows she got a nigga.”

“Treat everyone you meet with respect and you’ll have a happy life.”

“But what I must admit is that I do understand the insanity that drives humans to chase happiness they will never grasp. Because I feel it too, Habiba. Every time I try to pull away, I find myself drawn back to him.”

“That those who aim at happiness for happiness’s sake often fail to find it, whereas others find happiness in pursuing altogether different goals, has been called ‘the paradox of hedonism’. It is not, of course, a logical paradox but a claim about the way in which we come to be happy. Like other generalizations on this subject, it lacks empirical confirmation. Yet it matches our everyday observations and is consistent with our nature as evolved, purposive beings. Human beings survive and reproduce themselves through purposive action. We obtain happiness and fulfillment by working towards and achieving our goals. In evolutionary terms, we could say that happiness functions as an internal reward for our achievements. Subjectively, we regard achieving the goal (or progressing towards it) as a reason for happiness. Our own happiness, therefore, is a by-product of aiming at something else and is not to be obtained by setting our sights on happiness alone.”

“True wisdom consists in not making life any harder than it has to be.”

“Hapiness, he said, was like the lights in your house, running on electricity generated by the good things in life. Unhappy people have dark houses without electricity, and they sometimes put candles in their windows to hide their sadness from others, but not Nolan. He said he had a bicycle in his head, attached to an electric generator, and he could imagine pedaling it whenever he wanted to power his real happiness lights.”

“When you’re happy, you just are-you don’t think about.”

“You don’t have to have a dream for it to come true.”

“I do not like the idea of happiness — it is too momentary.”

“I think people are happiest when they’re not thinking and just doing things.”

“Oh, how good it is to be with someone, sometimes.”