I've always loved the utter lark : perceived synchronicity of opening books to pages and reading whatever the page gifts me. Today, I opened "Book of Quotations" randomly, and quite un-randomly (at least I think so) the book opened to Happiness quotes. And while I was perturbed that the only quote on the page which came from a woman spoke typically of suffering for happiness ... I was drawn to the words of 17th century French writer, Francois, Duc de La Rochefoucauld from his work, Reflections, or Sentences and Moral Maxims 1665:
"We are more interested in making others believe we are happy
than in trying to be happy ourselves."
"We are never so happy, nor so unhappy, as we think we are."