"I scarcely remember counting upon happiness—I look not for it if it be not in the present hour—nothing startles me beyond the moment. The setting sun will always set me to rights, or if a sparrow come before my Window I take part in its existence and pick about the gravel." – John Keats
- Simple: I almost do not remember ever relying on happiness. I only expect happiness right now; I do not expect it at other times. When I see the Sun going down, that always makes me feel good. If a small bird comes near my window, I imagine myself being part of the bird, and I look for food between the little stones with my beak.