AND so the shadows fall apart,
And so the west winds play;
And all the windows of my heart I open to the day.
John G. Whittier
HAPPINESS, at least, is not solitary; it joys to communicate; it loves others, for it depends on them for its existence; it sanctions and encourages to all delights that are not unkind in themselves; if it lived to a thousand it would not make excision of a single humorous passage; and while the self-improver dwindles towards the prig, and, if he be not of an excellent constitution, may even grow deformed into an Obermann, the very name and appearance of a happy man breathe of good nature, and help the rest of us to live.
Robert Louis Stevenson
LOOK inwards, for you have a lasting fountain of happiness at home that will always bubble up if you will but dig for it.