Happiness is as a butterfly !

The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet.    The mind is its own place, and in itself, can make heaven of  Hell, and a hell of Heaven.  Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.  That is happiness; to be dissolved into something completely great.  Most people are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.   The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.