The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions--
the little, soon-forgotten charities of a kiss or smile,
a kind look, a heart-felt compliment, and the countless
infinitesimals of pleasurable and genial feeling.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we
are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite
of ourselves.
Victor Hugo
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