Deepak Chopra Quotes

Money will never make you happy if you are an unhappy person.

And I wonder if anyone is really happy. I hope they are. I really hope they are.

Be happy. If you're successful but unhappy, that's emptiness.

There is no such thing as perfect happiness.

Money can't buy you happiness but it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery.

Happiness? No, it's not there for me.

It looks as if I were meant to be alone, and that any hope of happiness is not meant. Am I too old to acquire the knack for happiness?

Happiness is enjoyed only in proportion as it is known; and such is the state or folly of man, that it is known only by experience of its contrary.

The best happiness will be to escape the worst misery.

Would I have been happier? Maybe. But then, happiness was overrated.

Happiness is just how you feel when you don't feel miserable.

I hoped my absence made them happy or at least made them forget that they weren't happy and never will be.

I need you to be happy. I need one of us to be happy.

The only reason why you are unhappy is because you are trying to be happy.

You need a reason to be sad. You don't need a reason to be happy.

Happiness for a reason is just another form of misery because the reason can be taken away from us at any time.

I am quite miserable because I'm never satisfied with what I've got. You're always looking for that next high, and that is what I would define as happiness.

There are two kinds of people on this Earth: Those who are content and those who are not.

Happiness is a monstrosity! Punished are those who seek it.

Happiness is not a reward - it is a consequence. Suffering is not a punishment - it is a result.

No one's really happy anyway, it's not human.

I don't think anyone does anything from happiness. Happiness is such a good state, it doesn't need to be creative. You're not creative from happiness, you're just happy. You're creative when you're miserable and depressed. You find the key to transform things. Happiness does not need to transform.

I knew my ways were unfulfilling. I chased power, pleasure, possessions, something satisfying. I knew I kept getting let down. I knew it was insanity, and I was never going to find fulfillment, but I didn't know what else to look for.

I've got every possible thing I could want. And I wondered, 'Why am I so depressed?' I still don't know sometimes.

Nobody's happy. What's happy? Happiness is over when the lights come on." The older woman poured herself a glass of sangria. "Screw that," she said quietly. "What?" "Screw that. Wash your mouth out. Who taught you that half-assed existential drivel?