Happiness is priceless.

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile is the source of your joy. Happiness begins from as little as the inner self and transpires with such speed to outer and glowing person, full of energy, resilience to sadness and most loyal to being happy, nothing but euphoria. Happiness is love.

Don't rely on someone else for your happiness and self worth. Only you can be responsible for that. If you can't love and respect yourself, no one else will be able to make that happen. Accept who you are, completely. Make changes to yourself as you see fit, not because you think someone else wants you to be different. No one is as important as you. You are the emperor in yourself. Very little or rather nothing at all is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.

For most of life, nothing wonderful happens, says Andy Rooney. If you don't enjoy getting up, working and finishing your work and sitting down to a meal with family or friends, then the chances are you're not going to be very happy. If someone bases their happiness in major events like a great job, huge amounts of money, a flawlessly happy relationship or a trip to Paris, that person isn't going to be happy much of the time. Happiness begins from the flowers in the yard, a good breakfast, a drink or a nap. It is more of finding what's in the ordinary to crown happiness.

We begin from the recognition that all beings cherish happiness and do not want suffering. It then becomes both morally and pragmatically unwise to pursue only one's own happiness oblivious to the feelings and aspirations of all others who surround us as members of the same human family. The wiser course is to think of others when pursuing our own happiness.

It never depends on material, money can always buy a bed, most luxurious of beds, most unique ones, to one's custom size and shape but it can never buy sleep. In the search of equally running to fill world's demanding temptations, we forget ourselves. The richest is the one contented with himself, happy in all he does and spreads it wide,we all look back on these worries in the world today, the old man, on his deathbed made a world class realisation, all troubles he had in his life, never happened. The moments he lost, in otherwise making himself or his family ecstatic, were chewed by worry over all that never happened. Very sad to think. That was a deathbed. Not life lived.

The moments of happiness we enjoy take us by surprise. It is not that we seize them, but that they seize us. Find joy in the ordinary, life will have the all, worth living!