Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Pascal Bruckner writes in the New York Times:
[T]hose people who are unhappy about not being happy forget that happiness has a knack for indirection, coming in the middle of the most ordinary day or disappearing at the height of one’s career. It is a matter of luck, almost of grace, a visitor who enters the house unexpectedly and vanishes on tiptoe. “I recognize happiness by the sound it makes when it leaves,” said the poet Jacques Prévert.I suspect all you need to do to be happy is to think you're happy. But I'll be darned if that's easy, and I won't be happy till I get it right.