People can be happy while they are going through great pain and adversity. There's no pleasure evident in their external lives yet they are content on the inside. And conversely, tons of people are surrounded by pleasure (fast cars, nice homes, great clothes) but there is no joy within. So choose to be happy.
I need to feel happy outside.
We seek our happiness outside ourselves, and in the opinion of men we know to be flatterers, insincere, unjust, full of envy, caprice and prejudice.
Being happy outside the pool means fast swimming in the pool.
As long as we require someone else to make us happy, we are slaves.
All see, and most admire, the glare which hovers round the external happiness of elevated office.
I don't try to make anybody outside happy.
